SOUR PATCH

• Chapter Twenty Two(pt.2)

I am stunned. I am speechless. I am dumbfounded.

Clace is not going to ask me out on a date? I will keep him in the zone? What zone? How did she know all of this? What the actual hell?

I'm holding back? Am I holding back? Is he content to be just my best friend? Am I? Do I want to be more?

Hell, I'm not...I don't know. I lump to form on my throat as I stare at the brunette before me waiting for me to open my mouth.

Maybe this is just an innocent dinner after all.

yeah right. I mentally snort at myself.

"Look Loise, we are graduating two months from now, you're leaving for Uni, and Clace is leaving for New York... are you really willing to part ways by just being best friends?" Vicky asks silently when I didn't answer her.

Oh my god. she has a point. we are parting ways. he is leaving. but is dating him a good idea? He's leaving...

What if he met and fall for someone else Loise?

My inner princess worried voice echoed in my head.

Clace with someone else. God, I can't take that. him with somebody else. him and some other girls. no! Definitely not.

"But.. what if it's not gonna work out?" I ask almost whispering.

"Are you kidding me? God, you're unbelievable...I can't even...Let's not think about that, for now. just enjoy each other's company, look I'm not telling you that you should go jump his bones and be in a relationship with him, I'm just saying....okay I'm saying that you two should be together, don't hold back!" Vicky said exhaustedly and frustratedly confusing me more.

I roll my eye at her again. "don't you think it's too soon for that?" I ask huffing.

She scoffs looking at me as I'm impossible "Do you have any idea how long that boy waited for you?" She asks rhetorically before shaking her head." I don't know either, but I know it's been a while, just let me do this and go have dinner with him! And just talk it out will you!" She said frustratedly stomping on her feet like a five-year-old wanting a toy.

Damn, she's persuasive. besides what's the worst that can happen, right? Right? Besides me screwing up again... Or say something stupid again?? Ugh, I just don't know...damn this is confusing...

okay, then let's do this motherfruitcake.

"Okay" I whisper giving in.

"Yay!" She exclaimed jumping up and down clapping her hand. I answer her with a groan

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I stare at the girl before me with a wide eyed, she looks... different. Oh god. what happened to my face?! And my hair?

"Yes, my child that's you." Vicky coo proudly behind me.

"I look like a whore..." I said as my lips trembled.

Vicky laughs behind me making fun of me.

"Pssh! You're stupid! You don't look like a whore. The dress almost reached your fucking leg!" She points out joyfully from behind me, our eyes were connected in the mirror.

We are in front of a mirror of Clace's room, after a year of torture she finally let me see my reflection. I was close to pee in my underwear from the anticipation. Now here I am gawking at my caked face barely recognizing myself. Okay, maybe I'm a little bit overreacting and exaggerating.

If I'm being honest I look ... decent and actually pretty. but this isn't me. this girl is a fragment of every guy's imagination. the girl I never want to be.