18) Coming out of shell

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Its 6:30 now and I'm staring at my closet in a towel trying to decide what to wear, look I know I should be dressed by now but come on what the hell do I wear what the fuck does 'you' mean? Ughhhh
I sigh and shake off my doubt you know what I'm just gonna get dressed like I do when me and the guys go out, just put whatever the fuck I want on? Yeah I'll do that.
I grab my clothes,some black lingerie, black heels and my holster and weapons, you can never be too sure girl I tell ya!
I put on the whole outfit and look in the mirror, I don't know if it doesn't look right. I put on my thought holster and put my birthday daggers in ,okay that looks a bit better, I look in the mirror a little longer then it comes to me, jewellery duh! I go into my coffin jewellery box I got from Simon when I first got to the academy, a birthday/introduction present and I love it as much as I did then, I grab my earrings and a necklace and boom! A bitch be looking fine as fuccck just like that boo that's how I am! I laugh at myself and start doing my makeup and hair. I just do some simple eyeliner and a red lip then my hair is just some simple wave curls, I grab my purse, put the necessities, then my gun and my phone in and look in the mirror one last time.

I smile at my reflection then walk downstairs and into the living room , they all turn there heads towards me and Simon crosses his arms over his chest, knowing where I am going and looking pisssed, matteo looks intrigued and exited for some reaso...

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I smile at my reflection then walk downstairs and into the living room , they all turn there heads towards me and Simon crosses his arms over his chest, knowing where I am going and looking pisssed, matteo looks intrigued and exited for some reason and cara looks like an impressed mother , I swear this girl forgets I know how to dress myself, yes that did used to entail in leggings and band tees but who the fuck cares!
"Hey guys I'm on my way out!" I say avoiding there eyes ,Simon is the first to speak "I think the fuck not! If he sees you in this he'll have a damn aneurysm...." he loses his anger them smiles " actually you wear whatever you want to wear lil I think this is a great idea!" He says suspicious enthusiastic "what you planning si?" "I just think that if he dies I won't have to worry about him hurting you so... yeah give the poor shit a heart attack!" He says with a massive smile "okay if you two are done arguing like a fucking child with we father will you please tell me where your going and with who also wear did you get that dress?!" Matteo asks and I laugh " Matteo I don't think this will fit you first off, secondly I'm going out with Christian and I don't know" I say trying to hide my smile near the end and cara and matteo start squealing like fucking pigs " will you two stop that shit it sounds worse that simons shower concerts!" "Hey I sound amazing and you know it!" And cara starts laughing "babe you know we all care for you but maybe a career as a pop start shouldn't be on your cards" Cara says as she puts her hand on his shoulder " and Lilith black why did you not tell me you are fucking that mountain of a man?" And I laugh " well that might be because I'm NOT and because I don't want anything to go further than a date so he can stop harassing me like a damn lapdog" I say then I remember I forgot my swimsuit " shit one minute I forgot something" I say as I go to my bedroom and I turn and see they all followed me , great( note my sarcasm if you will)
"You need something or?" I ask as I continue to look through my closet looking for a swim suit , I find my favourite one and take it off the rack and put it in my purse.

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