❥Crush On Mr. Bad Boy❥
Chapter Forty- Four
I sat in my room, basically
doing... nothing. It was around 7:30 and I was practically mourning for my life, just like Cinderella. Oh, how much I wished I had friends like Cinderella, that always kept her accompanied... the mice. What great friends they were.I felt my phone ring and I glanced over at the caller Id. "Hello." I answered, solemnly.
"Hi." However, Natalie's voice was the total opposite of mine. Very, cheerful.
"Why do you sound so dead?" She asked. I opened my mouth to reply.
"Why am I even asking? You always sound dead." I gasped.
"Whatever, I'm coming to your house to help you get ready." She ordered.
"Uh why?"
"We're going to a party." She said very enthusiastically.
"I'm not g-
"It wasn't a question. It was an order."
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"Here are your four possible outfits", Natalie said, as she laid down the four outfits on my bed.
"You never give up, do you?" I asked shaking my head. She swung a arm around my shoulder. "Nope." She grinned like Cheshire Cat. I rolled my eyes, feeling very vexed.
"Try them all on. Got it?" She asked, and I sighed. "Yeah whatever."
I walked into my bathroom holding all the outfits on my arm. I picked the first dress and tried it on. It was a red strapless dress that came just above my knees. It didn't look even a bit good on me, but I still went outside to show it to Natalie.
Natalie scrunched her nose in disgust, the moment I walked outside. "Next dress." She shot.
I walked backed inside without saying a word. The next two dresses were even worst than the first one. Thats exactly why, the moment I went outside, Natalie said nothing but negative comments like, no, yuck, you look like you just woke up from the dead, and etc.
I fumed silently as I threw on the last dress. I glanced over at the mirror, and to be honest, this one I actually liked. It was a black dress, that was tight, and fitted. I scowled as I looked at the length. The dress was a bit too short for my liking. But nonetheless, I stepped outside.
"Now this one, I like" She grinned ear to ear.
"Thanks, but I-
"No ifs and buts", she said cutting me off shortly.
I crossed my arms in front of my chest, while looking at her with a very bored look.
"It's time for you hair" She said cheerfully.
Sighing, I let her push me into a chair, and do whatever the heck she was gonna do. The thing was that I didn't have enough energy to argue anymore.
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I stared at myself in the mirror in surprise. I looked... good. My wavy hair was straighten, and it framed my face very beautifully. My boring brown eyes didn't look boring anymore, due to the eyeliner that was applied. My cheeks had a light shade of pink on them, and well my lips... they were cherry red.
"You look gorgeous" Natalie gushed. I smiled. "Thanks."
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After what felt like years, Natalie finally stepped out of the room wearing a nice white dress, that hugged her in all perfect ways. Her dark brown hair was curled perfectly.
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Crush On Mr. Bad Boy
Teen FictionHaving a crush on someone isn't very easy, especially when it's the schools "bad boy" and your nothing but a piece of junk for others. Well hears a little story of Aaron Carter whose known as the schools "bad boy" and whom pretty much everyone feare...