I sat at the kitchen counter at Zara's house, shovelling ice-cream into my mouth and complaining about Hunter to Zara.
It was something we always did when we were upset. We'd sit in each other kitchens, go through about a tub of ice cream each, and complain about whatever was making us sad. It didn't matter what we were sad about, it was just a tradition.
At the moment, I was telling Zara about the plan with Hunter. The party, the fake dating thing. All of it.
By the end of my rant, Zara just stared at me.
What? Did I have something on my face?
I was about to say just that, but she spoke before I could.
"I've known you nearly your entire life, and I've never managed to convince you to come to a party with me. You've known this guy a few weeks, and he manages to get you to go to a party, agree to be fake dating, and kiss him more then once?" She says, a confused look still on her face.
I suddenly realised then that she must be mad. She was right, Hunter had managed to get me out of my comfort zone, and she hadn't.
I nod my head, staring at the ice cream tub like it was suddenly the most amazing thing I had ever see.
"Remind me to congratulate the guy next time we see him. After making him regret hurting you first of course." Zara started to laugh, the infectious kind. Soon we were both in strange laughing fits, almost to the point if tears.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, sobering us up.
It was a message from Hunter.
'Meet me at my place in a hour. We need to talk.'
I had no idea where he lived.
I put that, and waited for a reply.
After getting the message, I turned to Zara, who was looking at me with a curious look on her face.
"Why are you smiling like a maniac?" She asked.
"Because Hunter just asked me over to his place. He said 'we need to talk'."
"Well then, we need to make you look fabulous! I'm thinking casual but elegant. Yay! This time I'll be able to see everything and be able to do your makeup!" Zara started bouncing up and down, already pulling me upstairs to her room.
"Just so long as you don't give me a full gothic look."
"Would I ever do that to you?" She pouts.
"Yes."
"That's not the point."
"What is the point?"
"Getting you ready for a date."
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After 45 minutes of makeup brushes being poked into my eyes, and changing into a million different outfits, I was ready.
I almost gasped at how I looked.
Zara really was on point with the casual yet elegant look.
My hair was silky and smooth, straight at the top, with a few curled ends. It looked messy, yet well done. If that makes any sense.
My makeup was beautiful; a dark smokey eye, pink lips.
It was my outfit, that shocked me.
It was quite plain at first glance, but after staring at it for a few seconds, you could see the intricate design in the cream lace. A light brown belt was tied round my waist, making me appear thinner, for which I was grateful. On my feet were brown wedged heels, giving me a bit extra height.
I looked amazing.
"I think your ready to go see Hunter now!" Zara squealed.
"Oh, and Indi. If your going to forgive him, at least make him squirm a little. As much as you may not see it, he hurt you. Hurt him a little as well."
I nodded, grabbed my cream bag and jacket, a walked out of the front door, towards Hunter.
Let's just hope that what he has to talk about does not involve fake breaking up with me.
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Hey!
New update!!
I would have updated yesterday, but I found a new series to watch. I'm sure lots of you will have heard of Once upon a time. I just started watching it, but I'm hooked.
So the updating schedule has gone a bit out of whack, but I promise it will go back to normal soon.
The picture is of Indi's dress.
So what does Hunter want to talk about?
Hope this was a longer chapter
See ya on Thursday
Bye
Tyler xxx
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Jugendliteratur17 year old India is used to being ignored by those who know her, and getting looks of interest from people who don't. When hottie Hunter joins the school and seems to take an interest in her, she doesn't stop him. But when school Mean Girl Kaitlyn...
