Mate? What's that sir?...

....

"So, you can pick from the red one... black one or.... this green one!" Rebecca said to me, grinning from ear to ear. 

Ok, so it's been three hours since Oliver invited me on this date and made me another promise. I mean, how can I trust him? I mean, I know he's my 'mate' but he told me mates would never hurt eachother. I don't know. 

Anyway, right now I am sat here in a white dressing gown and towel on my head, waiting for Rebecca to make me look 'one million dollars'. Yep. Im struggling to believe she can make me look like that aswell. She's done my makeup which consists of black eyeliner, mascara, abit of foundation and blusher, topped of with some clear lipstick. I don't like wearing this much, but she says it improves everyones looks.

"I don't know... They're all too short" I said to her, sighing.

"They come to mid theigh!" She said, folding her arms in annoyance.

"Well can't I have one abit longer?"

She grumbled under her breath and routed through her wardrobe again .She made an 'a-ha!' noise and pulled out a light blue dress. She grinned at me and threw it at me. 

"Put it on" She commanded. 

I sighed and turned around, pulling on the dress. It was perfect. It showed abit of clevage and hugged my top half of my body perfectly. The skirt then flowed in waves down to my knees. I grinned at her and she started clapping and laughing. 

"PERFECT!" She screamed. 

"You girls done yet?" I heard Oliver call up. 

"No Alpha, give us another hour!" Rebecca called back down. 

I heard him say something under his breath to the steriod guys and I smiled slightly. Rebecca then let my hair down and started pulling it around and doing whatever she was doing with it. When she was finished, she clipped my fringe back with a silver butterfly clip. She then made me wear strappy silver heels and stood me infront of the mirror. I was shocked by how I looked. I looked beautiful. The dress hung perfectly and my legs somehow looked longer and more toned. My hair was curled down my back and the silver butterfly lip held back my fringe and made me look elegant. For once, I can honestly say I look beautiful. 

"Isn't this.... too much for a date?" I asked her, doubting the girl in the mirror. 

"Don't be stupid. He said to me to dress you classy, so dress you classy I have! Now come on" She giggled, pulling me too the stairs. 

She signaled me to wait while she carried on downstairs. I heard them talking again and I saw Oliver at the bottom. I started to go downstairs as he stared at me with lust. I took a shakey breath with nerves from last nights events and what was awaiting me tonight. I hope he thinks I look nice. 

I reached the bottom and he smiled at me lovingly.

"Dayyum. She's hot!" One of the steroids said.

"Hell yeah! You won jackpot there dude" Another one agreed, undressing me with his eyes.

I shifted uncomfortably under there stares as Oiver growled at them, pulling me behind him protectivley.

"Mine" He growled at them.

"Woah! Calm down Mr Matcho, we were kidding" The first one said, holding his hands up.

He relaxed slightly as I linked his arms for support, remembering what Luke told me. He then turned around and looked at me with so much love, I thought I was going to colapse..

"You look beautiful" He breathed huskily in my ear, kissing my hand.

I blushed and looked at the floor, not used to the compliments.