A/N: I HAVE HAD NO WIFi FOR ABOUT A WEEK BUT i HAVE UPDATED NOW AND I WOULD'VE EARLIER IF I ACTUALLY HAD WIFI BUT YAY YOU MAY NOW READ
Leaning against the bathroom counter and sink I inspected my face of any pimple or blemishes of any kind what-so-ever. Sadly I had a pimple on my forehead above my left eyebrow and big on my jawline, and then a few that were going away on my cheeks. I let out a sigh after fully inspecting my face, standing up straight and letting my hands fall to my sides. You could still make out the two bumps on my face and I kept on thinking to myself they could have been bigger, because they could’ve.
After a few more minutes of double checking I quickly put some make up on and pulled my hair back into a pony tail; later I’m going on one of my weekly runs (I haven’t been running in a few weeks). It’s basically the only thing I’m doing today other than being around Merida, who is at this moment getting ready for one of her Wednesday classes. Eventually I walked out of the bathroom and flopped down onto my bed, grabbing my phone and checking any messages.
I had some from my siblings (we were all in a group message talking about Christmas), Eli saying she might need some help later today, a few from my old friends back at home (a group chat about One Direction and the college shit), and then one from Luke saying that he Saturday is officially free from any type of work. I quickly texted everyone back and then started playing some games on my phone.
“Faith, are you doing anything Saturday?” Merida asks me.
“Uh, no but I’m planning on just doing my own things that day. Like maybe shopping or being lazy,” I tell her.
“Oh. There’s this party that I wanted to go to. Oh, but there’s one Friday night- wanna go then?” she asks. “We haven’t been to one in a while.”
“Nah, I don’t feel like it,” I say. “Maybe next weekend?”
“Yeah. Maybe.”
“Sorry, Meri,” I say but she just shrugs. Dammit, she’s trying to guilt me into going. “Listen, there’s one every weekend. I’m pretty sure I have nothing planned then.”
Merida turned around from putting things in her bag. “But this weekend would’ve been great! I have nothing to worry about Sunday or Monday.”
I shrugged. “Dude, just calm down. We’re underage anyway.”
“That hasn’t stopped us before.”
“Yeah, so?"
“So, cancel your plans and come to a party with me!” Merida grinned at me and I wanted to tell her that I’m going on a date with Luke, but she would probably yell at me and then be happy because she was right all along that he had feelings for me.
I quickly shook my head no at her trying to get me to go to some party with her. She frowned, rolling her eyes at me and turning around to zip up her back pack. “Maybe another time,” I tell her and sat up on my bed.
“It’s fine, I’ll have Eli with me,” she said. Merida slung her backpack over her shoulder and grabbed her phone with her free hand. “I gotta go, don’t wanna be late, now, do I?”
I nod in agreement with her and she left without saying another word. Honestly, I have no idea why she is so worked up about this in the first place; I wouldn’t want to go anyway this weekend because last weekend was filled with me hanging around Luke all the time and if I wasn’t going on a date with him I would want alone time. There’s no problem with that is there? But, that isn’t the case.
After thirty more minutes of me texting family and friends, I put some tennis shoes on and put myself in a nice warm jacket and put my hands in some gloves before walking out of the dorm room. I am going on my weekly run. Hopefully I won’t fall and hurt myself because yesterday it had rained and it might rain again sometime today. I put my earphones in and started my ‘Faves’ playlist- in consisted of One Direction, All Time Low, a few MisterWives songs, Little Mix, Cassadee Pope, Taylor Swift, and finally Pentatonix. What a wide range of music genres…
