Verbatim [h.s]

Seven

Sunday night, I slept like a baby. I zonked right out without any time for food, no chicken nuggets for me. However, I did wake up late, which set me off to a bad start. I had to be work for 8 and I woke up at 8:15. Sal was fine with it, she laughed and told me to start at 10, saying she'd call one of the other girls in. I didn't realise until that moment how hard the weed had hit me last night. The fact that I, Zuri Michaels, organised and prepared for anything, fell asleep without setting an alarm, is astounding. I was surprised that Audrey didn't wake me up but when I spoke to her Monday night, she thought I had already left for the day because my door was shut and the flat was silent.

I didn't hear from Harry that much during the week, to be honest, I didn't expect to hear from him at all. But he texted to invite me to Verbatim on Friday night. He said they were having an event night, he didn't give too many details just that it was a big night for the club and that he wanted me there. It made me excited, slightly nervous but he said there'd be no guns so what was I to be scared of? I trusted Harry, that was what was important.

We texted a few other times during the week, just friendly things maybe a few inappropriate comments along the way,

What're you wearing Friday night, then?

Harry had texted me Wednesday night at around midnight. He must've been in bed, thinking of me. That thought alone had made me hot and sweaty, throwing the duvet off of my naked legs due to me wearing shorts and a vest top.

Is there a dress code?

For you? Yes. This had me rolling my eyes.

And what would that be Harry?

Either a burlap sack or nothing. Your choice.

This makes me laugh, reminding me of almost a week ago when I gave Harry the choice to be my friend.

Sack it is then 

I would not be wearing a sack and the thought of harry thinking that I was made me laugh. I think his idea would be me wearing jeans and a jumper, I am going to make sure to do the exact opposite. With that in mind, on Thursday, myself and Audrey managed to both finish work at 4 so we could head to Westfields shopping centre to find some new outfits. To say Audrey was shocked when I told her about our plans on Friday would be an understatement. She almost choked on her cereal Wednesday morning which made me laugh. She questioned me like mad but I just said that Harry and I were friends and he wanted me there. She tried to push for more but I didn't have more to tell. I didn't want to admit out loud how Harry really made me feel. It was I who made this whole friendship thing but I know it is to protect myself in the long run. She must see that.

After going to several stores, I managed to purchase some new makeup that Audrey swore was amazing as she had been watching some tutorials on YouTube recently. I also grabbed a bottle of dark brown hair dye. My hair was naturally a golden brown but when I was a teenager I started dying it darker, liking the contrast to my pale skin. It isn't a major difference but something I notice.

Audrey finds herself a beautiful golden, nude sparkling mini dress that has thin straps. It pulls tight across her slim frame and makes her look irresistible. I was left with my jaw on the floor I can't even imagine Tims reaction. I, however, struggled to find what I wanted. I tried black, blue, green and pink dresses. None of them being what I wanted. Audrey moaned at me, asking what it is I was looking for and to be honest I didn't even know. I don't know why I cared so much about what I looked like. At the back of my head, I was nagging myself about Harry's reaction which I knew I shouldn't have cared about. I shouldn't be seeking a reaction from him but I just knew that I wanted a dress that would get me the reaction I wanted.