When I'm With You (REWRITING)

CHAPTER 4

"Well, I hope he does, baby. We know you how much you guys are hitting it off." Anthea says putting her hand on Janyce's hand as a sign of support. 

I grin cheekily, also placing my hand on top of theirs. "Pussy Power, Bitches!" I scream a bit to loudly, getting glares from people around the cafe. The girls and I start laughing until Anthea suddenly stops and stares intensely out the window.

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Janyce's P.O.V

We walk out of the cafe and back to the house. 

"So....Since this whole trip is dedicated to your birthday. We thought today we would sit and binge-watch all your favourite movies and at night we go somewhere." I say, smirking at the fact I'm not telling her where we are going. 

Dee stares at me. Probably to guess what I was thinking but I'm too good at hiding my emotions. Inside was jumping in excitement.

I open the house doors and Dee walks straight into the living room, while Anthea gets the snacks and I turn on Netflix on the TV. 

"First up!...........MEAN GIRLS" I say.

Dee cheers and puts a handful of popcorn in her mouth. I sit next to her and Anthea sits on the other side of her. 

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"Oh MY GOD. RUN YOU DUMB BITCH. THERE'S A DOOR RIGHT THERE! NO! OMG DON'T GO THE OTHER WAY!" Dee screams at the TV and throws popcorn towards the screen.

We're watching Conjuring 2 as our fifth movie for the birthday marathon.  Anthea is under the covers shaking cause of the movie and I'm here hugging Dee, trying not to shit myself. All of us hate horror movies expect Dee, only making her seem more like a psychopath.  

I check the time - 6:42 pm. Shit, we're gonna be late! I turn off the Tv, earning a wince from Dee. "We haven't finished the movie!" 

"It's already 6:42 pm and we're gonna be late! Dee your clothes are on your bed. Let's see if you can guess where we're going." I say mysteriously. We all have great taste in clothes, but I'm pretty sure I have the best. 

Dee jumps up, excited and I see her face light up for the hundredth time today. "I can't wait!" She squeals as she speeds walks to her room.  

I shake my head and turn to Anthea. She was still under the blanket shaking. I sneak up to on her, behind the couch. "BOOOOOOOO!" 

"No! I'll fucking stab you! I KNOW HOW TO KICK ASS!" She jumps up into a fighting position, making the blanket fall down onto the floor. 

"Relax, Jackie Chan. It's me. We're gonna be late." I try to laugh at her horrified face as she jumps down from the couch. 

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Dee's P.O.V 

I stare at the absolutely gorgeous black jumpsuit. It's obvious we're going clubbing by now. The fabric was comfortable, let me smoothly glide the jumpsuit on, allowing it to perfectly fit my curves. I look over in the mirror, staring at my bare face and scrunch my nose.

Make-up wasn't really my thing, especially when since we're going to a palce which will make me sweat. I add a bit of mascara onto my upper and lower lashes and fix up my eyebrows with an eyebrow brush. I slide gloss over my lips and smack them together, letting the formula spread. 

I untie my hair and flip it around to add more volume to it, and to my luck, it actually looked great.  

I leave the room, finishing my look off with black, heeled sandals. I hear cheers from the girls as i walk out into their sight.