Chasing You

3

LACEY

Having a whole ass bathroom to get ready in, is absolutely amazing. While I do have to share it with Julie, it's pretty spacious. Rae, Tori, and Carter share a bathroom on the other end, which I know is probably a cluttered mess right now. The boys left a couple hours after Carter's parents left but it was definitely nice seeing them. They always bring some type of fun to the table.

Carter and Rae left after we discussed tonight's plans to the basketball house. Tori, Julie, and I are all getting ready to leave soon. Nicki Minaj is bumping through my speaker as I curl my hair. Julie is in her room doing her makeup, while Tori is looking through my clothing. I take a deep breath in to try to calm the nerves that are building up in my stomach.

Lacey Jr., sorry I mean Christine, is going to be there tonight. The amount of times I stalked her is actually unhealthy. I really hope she does not have the app where it tells you who constantly stalks your Instagram. Carter and Tori are fully convinced that she is the Walmart version of me. Although, I respect their words and try my best to believe them it's hard.

She is skinnier than I am, her boobs are huge, and her hair always seems to be perfect. I am not that skinny, I have average boobs, and my hair is ninety-five percent of the time a mess. I try my best to look perfect so no one really knows how insecure I am.

"Hey Lace, can I wear this top?" Tori asks walking into the bathroom. I turn to look at the top she is holding up, it is a strapless white corset top. I nod my head at her smiling.

"Yeah of course," I say turning back to the mirror. She steps into my view staring at me through the mirror. "What?"

"Alright, what's wrong?" she asks walking past me. She sits down on the toilet leaning against the back of it. I sigh curling the last piece of hair. Do I really want to talk about this now? It could make me feel better but at the same time, do I even want to feel better?

"Is Christine hotter than me?" I ask her as I place my curling iron down. Tori snorts from next to me shaking her head. I sound like the crazy ex-girlfriend and Braden and I didn't even date. Fuck.

"You're joking, right? Lace, she definitely got a boob job and she screams fake," Tori says as I turn to look at her. She frowns when she sees my face. I probably look like a nervous and insecure mess. Maybe, I should just stay home and not go. "Lacey White, what has gotten into you?"

"Braden. He just won't get out of my head and I feel so out of place it's insane. You all are so close with the guys and I am just there," I tell her truthfully. Her frown deepens on her perfect caramel skin.

"The guys don't know you well enough yet and ignore Asher. He is a dick to everyone besides Carter," Tori says making me roll my eyes. I feel like the only thing they will remember me as is the girl who screwed over their teammate. Which I did.

"Asher is nice to all of you, he just hates me," I sigh leaning my back against the counter. It's not even like I need him to like me. It's the fact that I wish I wasn't a wimp who can't look him in the eyes and just apologize.

"He doesn't necessarily hate you," she says chewing on her lip. Tori is a horrible liar and I can tell because she never looks at you. "Okay fine, you aren't his favorite person but he's just stubborn."

"I know, whatever. I just need to get my shit together and look hot tonight," I sigh wiping my hands on my sweatpants. "Right? Tonight should be fine."

"I- well I sure hope so. You're going to need to ask Julie for a more positive answer," she says honestly. Which I appreciate, Tori is the most straight up person you will ever meet. She tells it how it is without any problem. I respect that about her so much.