Hooked on love

Chapter 11

I get up earlier than usual so I have a couple of hours to prepare myself for this afternoon and for whatever is coming my way in the evening, firstly I need an outfit. I wish I knew what restaurant he was taking me too, what if I over dress or under dress? I hate first dates! This is why I don’t do dates, I overthink everything, why am I do hung up over one guy? My frustration rises.

Half an hour later and I start to panic, I have nothing to wear that is appropriate for tonight, it’s either too slutty or just too plain, there is no in between, I need help. I do what I never thought I’d have too, I wake Beau. My journal won’t help in this situation, I need someone to reply to me.
“Beau, wake up I need your help” She groans, “I swear to God Ava, this best be important!” She turns round with a face of thunder. Maybe this was a bad idea.
“Well, maybe. I need your help, I’m freaking out. I need an outfit, my hair and makeup too, what if I over dress?” My arms are everywhere and I’m out of breath. Beau is staring at me with her mouth open.
“You really like this guy! I know nothing about this situation, yet I already know you like him! Move, Let’s sort you out.” She scoots out of bed and rushes to my wardrobe.
“I don’t like him that much, just a little, maybe…” Oh no, I sit on my bed and rest my head in my hands, Lord help me.
I can tell from your rant, plus you came to me of all people and not your journal, I told you before, you need a reply for something’s!” Ugh, she’s right. I didn’t think I was this obvious, I want to cancel.
“I’m too nervous, I’m gonna cancel,” I reach for my phone and Beau jumps into me and grabs it. “Oh no you don’t! You’re going, you’ll be fine! Don’t give up because you like someone, go forward and see where it takes you.” She hands me back my phone, she’s right again, come on Ava! “Okay, I’ll see where it goes, if it goes wrong I’m blaming you.”
“Haha, okay fine, I’ll take blame IF it goes wrong, which it won’t! So what are you wearing?”
“Umm…” I open my wardrobe and shift my hangers about and pick the nicest dress I can find. “This?” I manage to pick a floral, strapless jumpsuit.
“I don’t think so, it doesn’t suit the weather and it’s not date attire is it? Wait here.” My ego is hurt, what’s wrong with it? I like this outfit, it suits my figure, I’m not trying to impress Jason either, and I want to look nice for me.

Beau returns with a deep purple, turtle neck dress that stops at the knees. It’s the dress I wanted last year when I saw it in the window with her, it was so expensive.
“Is that?”
“Yep, I was going to wait until your birthday but I can’t wait any longer and this date is perfect for this dress.”
“But, it was so expensive! How did you even-“
“Calm down, I got it in the sale okay?” Even in the sale I still wouldn’t have bought it, I love it though.
“Thank you, it’s gorgeous, can I try it on?”
“It’s yours now, go mad,” she gives me the dress and I make haste of my clothes and shove it over my head. It hugs my curves nice and tight, it fits just right and comes to my knees just like I imagined. I’m feeling a bit emotional, this gift is so thoughtful. “Really Beau, thank you so much, I love it.”
She nods her head approving of her gift, “Hush Ava, I know you do, I’m happy you like it. I knew it’d fit your figure perfectly! Only your curves could fill this dress,” she stands and starts to spin me. “Definitely, you have to wear this, he won’t be able to resist you,” I smile.
“I don’t think I’m going to be able to resist me, I don’t feel like me.”
“Good, then these will match,” she hands me a cream box.
I take the lid off, plain, black wedges, not too high for me to walk in, perfect just like the dress.
“Beau I-“
“Those are off mum and dad, any complaints go to them.” I’m so blessed to have a family like this, I’ll thank them later before I leave.

Now that my outfit is chosen Beau decides to talk me through her make-up collection, “I won’t cake you in it, you’re skin is flawless so I’ll just put a light liquid foundation as your base and add some dark eye shadow. I’m sure I have a purple lipstick to match your dress too, what time are you leaving?”
“He told me 1PM” I realised that I still haven’t sent him my address. As Beau continues to talk to me about make-up and hair products I quickly send my address to Jason and go back to listening.
“Right, that gives us 2 and a half hours to get you ready. Let’s go get some breakfast first.”