CANDICE was going hell, for sure. She did everything her religion told her not to do, including sex before marriage. Now of course, she was her own person, and her parents couldn't control her, but they did have more power over what she did considering she was only seventeen years old. Candice thought she wasn't a very religious person, she was the type to believe in logic, and everything that had an explanation. Yet she could never admit that to her family, and they were strong believers of Allah.
Candice's real name isn't Candice, it's actually Kawtar, yet she found that people were constantly misspelling or not correctly saying her name, so she changed to a more American name. Candice is a very smart girl, only when she wants to be.
She sat on her MacBook laptop, watching Michelle Phan's older videos. She hadn't had a single thing to do and she thought, why not waste time by learning new make up tutorials? That's when her phone rang.
Candice quickly picked up her phone and checked the caller ID in hopes of being an unknown number; Candice had given her number to a band member she slept with, and since then she has been hoping for a call back. Yet her luck wasn't very good.
"What do you want?" She rudely asked. A scoff was heard at the end of the line, "Says the girl who probably has STD's." Candice rolled her eyes, "Shut up Lucy, if anything, you've probably contracted an STD and gotten pregnant."
"I'm rolling my eyes right now," Lucy informed Candice. "I feel it." She mumbled.
Lucy was a friend- well more of a frienemy. The two were constantly bickering and threatening the other with blackmail, but in the end, when one of the girls needed something, the other was the first person to know.
"Anyways, Michael's an asshole." Lucy stated, sounding annoyed. Candice laughed-
"What, did you swallow for the follow but never got it?" A giggle was heard from Lucy, "Well not really. I wanted an Instagram follow, but he gave me a Twitter follow."
Candice rolled her eyes, "And what is the difference?" Lucy groaned, "Pictures, that's the difference."
"Lucy, don't worry, I'm pretty sure you can exchange nudes over twitter also." Candice said, faking empathy.
Lucy groaned, "No, not like that! I just mean that I could post up all these pictures of me looking sexy and he will see them, like some of them, call me and we could bang again."
"Or," Candice said, tugging at her hair, "You can DM him on twitter and be suggestive. He'll get the point in no time, I mean this is Michael Clifford we're talking about. He's probably the easiest out of all of them."
"True, true." Lucy agreed. "Anyways, How's it going with you and three fourths?" Candice barked out a sarcastic laugh. "Oh, I don't know. Considering your fuckass didn't give me the extra ticket Michael gave you, I wouldn't know."
Lucy laughed, "Hey that was my cousin, she's fucking crazy over them!" Candice clenched her jaw, "Yeah, while she's going crazy over them, you're in the janitors closet sucking her favorite band members dick."
"It's my thing." Lucy said proudly. Candice rolled her eyes again, "Do you wanna hangout?" She asked. Lucy hummed, thinking briefly.
"Yeah sure, where do you wanna meet up?" Lucy asked.
"I don't know, Starbucks?" Candice suggested. Lucy groaned, "You always choose places that are closer to you, choose something in the middle you twat!" Candice scoffed, "Fine, asshole, you chose the place!"
Lucy was silent for a bit before she responded, "I have an idea." Candice sighed, "And that is?" Candice was still kind of mad about the whole I'm gonna take my cousin to see them and not you thing, but she didn't really show it. "How about we both go see Michael?" Lucy suggested.
Candice thought for a few seconds, "And how will that happen?" Lucy began to explain, "Well I could chat him up, and if he asked what I'm doing, I'll say that in with you, and we might get a one way ticket to his hotel." Candice sighed, "Lulu, I don't want to have a threesome."
"Hey! Who said I was asking for a threesome?" She laughed. Candice giggled, "Well think of it, you're chatting him up, you mention me then bang bang, he wants a threesome." Lucy nodded although Candide couldn't see her, "You got a point, but we should still do that."
Candice for once, disagreed. "Nah, I want to meet them on my own terms. You can go hang out with Michael; Just forget our plans." Lucy hummed, "Okay." She said dragging it out.
Candice quickly muttered a "Buh-bye" to Lucy and hung up, finding herself once again, with nothing to do. While Lucy was going to be out there banging someone (and that someone was famous) Candice was going to be sitting here doing nothing.
Candice ran her fingers through her hair and sighed deeply, since when was her weekend ever like this? She would usually be out at her friends parties, or out at a bar (which was only when a celebrity was there.) She she stared at her computer screen, unamused at herself. And for that moment she decided, she was going to have a "Me, Myself, and I" day.
But she quickly shot that idea down, she just had that yesterday. If I keep exfoliating my skin, she thought, there will be no skin left.
With an annoyed huff, she got more comfortable on her bed.
It was going to be a long and boring day.
