"Ugh," I groan as I erase the drawing of a head that I had made. I attempted to enhance it and make it more detailed, which just made it look worse. I crumbled the paper into a ball and threw it away. "What's wrong?" Millie asked with a concerned look on her face. "I can't draw a stupid head," "oh, it's okay it's not due until tomorrow and she said you can paint it. You're way better at painting anyway."
I smiled. "I guess you're right," " I usually am," she replied taking a sip from her tea. I smirked.
I look down at my phone to see a notification from Instagram. Who is direct messaging me? I unlock my phone to see a message that read:
"Hey, party at my house (insert random address). Party starts at 9 pm.
"What the hell?" I mutter."
"What is it? Did you get an invite?" Millie asked.
"How did you know?"
"I got one too."
"I didn't know there were frat parties in Scotland, let alone the UK. I thought that was only an American thing."
"It's not a frat party, it's just a house party full of college boys and girls."
"So... it's a frat party?"
"Pretty much. So are you going to get dressed up."
"Millie, I am not going to a frat party."
"Oh come on, you don't know if you'll like it or not. Give it a chance. I mean, you're in college for crying out loud. You haven't talked to anyone except me, Campbell, and Professor Tyler."
"Did you know she's married to a doctor?" I say, trying to change the subject.
She arches her brow at me. "Fine, I'll go," I give in.
"Yay! I'm picking out your outfit though." She says.
"Haha, no way Jose. I'm wearing jeans and converse."
She batted her brown eyes and mouthed the word "please."
"Alright fine. But nothing too dressy."
She ran to the closet and started going through our clothes.
"Okay, try this on,"she says.
I take the outfit into the closet and try it on. I don't know what it looks like yet because there isn't a mirror in the closet.
"Okay, come out now!"
"Oh my gosh. You look great! Casual like you wanted, but dressy too!"
"I actually like it!"
I say looking in the mirror.
"What are you going to wear though?"
She went into the closet as I waited patiently for her to come out.
"Okay, how about this?"
"Thanks." She looks down at her watch, "let's go!"
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Campbell Bain: A New LifeFanfiction
After (Y/N) had left St. Jude's Hospital, She thought she would never see Campbell Bain ever again. It is now two years later and (Y/N) is 20 yrs old. She has decided that she is going to pursue her dream career as an artist so she is currently in a...