The Undeniable Attraction of Opposites (girlxgirl)

Diaster Double Dates

Diaster Double Dates

"Alaska, come on. I'm begging you!" Haley said, pouting her lips and batting her eyelashes at me.

"NO!" I rolled my eyes, "What part of no don't you understand? The n or the o?"

"You never go out and I really need this favor."

"I'm not going and that's final."

"Okay, I wonder how your parents would react if they knew you had the chance to go out and be normal yet you declined the offer..." Haley trailed off, "Maybe I'll just go ask them and see."

"Fine, fine." I relented, knowing my mother would practically force me out of the house if she knew I had the opportunity to be a normal teenage girl.

"Yes!" Haley yelled, her fists thrown in the air as if she had just won the biggest debate of her life.

I rolled my eyes at her. "Oh shut up," I said, sitting on the edge of my bed and opening up my history textbook.

"What are you doing?"

"Studying." I shot her a duh look before returning to the page I was rereading.

"No, we have exactly an hour to make you look presentable and no offense but an oversized sweatshirt and leggings isn't going to cut it for this date." Haley responded, opening my closet and pulling out various clothing items.

"Offense taken." I mumbled under my breath.

"Shush, you're naturally pretty and it's not like you can't dress. You just chose to wear oversized sweatshirts and sweatpants almost everyday." Haley said, flashing me another quick smile.

"Gee, thanks." I rolled my eyes for the hundredth time tonight.

"Here put this on." Haley thrust a white sweater and dark wash skintight jeans at me. She looked down at the beige watch on her wrist again, "Hurry it up. We still need to do your make-up."

Unlike Haley, I was never one to truly care about my personal appearance unless it was really needed and even then, I barely did more than the bare minimum. When you think of a nerd, you probably think of someone with ugly thick glasses and hideous lumpy sweaters. Well, I didn't wear thick bifocals, have braces, or wear plaid uniform skirts and unsightly sweater vest. I also wasn't the most social person, not because I didn't possess the ability to hold a normal conversation but more so because I don't enjoy the company of others.

"I am not slathering my face in make-up." I protested, slipping my feet into the knee high brown boots that Haley had sat by my bed.

"Fine whatever." Haley said, touching up her make-up in my vanity mirror.

I looked at my wild, curly brown hair in the mirror and began brushing it up into a curly poof ball on the top of my head. Just because I didn't put all my effort into my looks everyday, doesn't mean I didn't know how to look decent.

"They should be here in fifteen minutes." Haley said, looking over my appearance and smiling in approval.

"Save me the banter." I said when her mouth opened to tell me I looked better or something equally offensive.
I grabbed my brown peacoat that matched my boots and sat on my bed, looking over the pages in my history textbook.

"You're such a nerd."

"Yet you pretty much spend all of your free time with me."

"Shut up."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."