I woke up the next day remembering I had to get 'girlied' up. I'm not the girly type, I'm the 'sweats and vans' kind of girl.
I reached for my phone saw that it was 10.43. "Shit," I mumbled getting up to the bathroom. I done my daily thing, though sped up. I put on my sweats, converse and hoodie and went down stairs. I grabbed an apple and my car keys and walked to my car.
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"Hiii..." I nervously said, Mere is going to kill me for not coming at the right time.
"Well, hello. It's about time you came." She crossed her arms and looked up at me. I gave her a weak smile and sat on her couch.
"Sorry."
"It's fine, anyway, we didn't miss our spray tan appointment, YET," She looked up at me and I just stood there. "I mean, we need to go NOW,"
"Oh right"
We got to the salon and the lady did our tans.
"I LOOK LIKE I GOT SPRAYED WITH A FUDGING ORANGE JUICE!," I whisper-yelled once we walked out of the salon.
"Hahha, I guess she didn't like ya," She grinned, " Look at me, I look fudging gawjuss." She made a not-so-gorgeous pose.
"Riiiiiiiight! Let's do something fun"
"Nooope, Let's go home, another sleepover." She stated dragging me out of the mall.
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*BEEP BEEP*
I rolled to one side and looked at my phone. Morning already? I rolled again and saw that Mere was on the floor sleeping. I burst out laughing and next thing I knew I was right beside her.
"Ha...ha.." She mumbled.
"Oh shut it," I started, "You were the first one on the floor, pshh."
I got up and sat on the bed looking at Mere's face.
"What do you want?" She said.
"Well, It's Saturday, you said we have to get 'make up done', and I think I should wear sweats." I sarcastically smiled. "What do you think?"
"Hah, no. You're wearing the jeans I layed out and the flared top in the bathroom." She got up and smiled. I sighed and went to get changed.
We soon after got our hair and make up done.
"I look like a fudging paint brush attacked my face." I firmly stated crossing my arms.
"Thanks," She pouted, " What does mine's look like?" She raised her eyebrow.
"...Gorgeous...?" I hopefully smiled.
"Aha, sure."
"So when we going to the howling competition?" I questioned.
"Funny. It's now 5 and it starts at 6.30 so we better go."
"I'm hilarious." I grinned while walking into my car.
"Uh huh. Yep. Sure, Why not?" I rolled my eyes and kept my eyes on the road.
*1 hour later*
"WE'RE HERE, OMFG WE'RE HERE. UNION J ARE IN THAT STADIUM. AH" Mere yelled so loudly I'm sure China could hear.
"Calm yo tits." We walked into he stadium and got something to drink, we still had 30 mins.
We decided to go and take our seats shortly after.
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"What time is it?"
"6.25, should be here any minute!" Mere squealed.
Next thing we knew there were 4 boys jumping out on stage,
I am not looking forward to this...
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Two Worlds Collided (George Shelley)
FanfictionLucy Mota, 19, London. Will she finally let her heart guide her? Or will she listen to her head? Will she find her first true love?, or just a foe?