The Bucket List

Popularity

A picture of Austin to the side. I'm sorry I could find anyone good that wasn't a celebrity.
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Waking up the next morning was..better than I thought. Austin came into my room and asked for my number while Brooke was sleeping. He said that he had to take care of some stuff in the morning but would pick me up later to go workout. We've scheduled a workout for everyday until I get in shape.

"Morning, sleepyhead," I say to Brooke as she wakes up besides me.

She always wakes up with perfect hair, what the fuck.

"So, I gather from everything we talked about last night that you're changing yourself this summer?" I nod my head. "Well, what are you changing?"

"Everything. Teach me how to be popular, Brooke."

"Well..."

Ten minutes later Brooke walks into my room with a white bored easel.

"Where the hell-"

She has a ruler in her hand, pointing to the words on the board.

"Step 1: you have to be pretty." She states while pointing to the words step one that are written on the board with her ruler. "You don't have to worry about that because you're already fantastico!"

"Are you drunk?" I ask her almost laughing at her state of mind right now.

"I've been watching a little too much Project Runway and Gossip Girl." She embarrassingly admits.

I manage to sneak a giggle. "Anyways! Step two: you need to dress the part. Now," she stops talking whilst walking over to my walk in closet. "Let's take a look at your clothes." I follow her into my closet, wondering what she's going to look at.

"Have you updated your wardrobe?"

I nod. She takes a look around, pulling out drawers and peeking inside of them.

"Victoria Secret?" She turns her head and eyes me with a grin on her face. My cheeks blush as I put my head down.

"I hope I can borrow some of this stuff for-well, you know."

"Oh, God. My brother picked these out. Don't-"

"Your brother picked out your lingerie for you? So that means he likes these.
Hm.."

Oh no. She's trying to fuck my brother.

She coughs, trying to make it look like she's clearing her throat but she's really only going to change the subject. "Anyways-" Told you. "If you're planning on getting in bed with someone, you've got those all planned out perfectly," a grin appears on her face.

Brooke quickly turns around and struts back over to her fancy whiteboard.

I follow her and climb back into my bed, folding my legs underneath the blankets. "You already have all of your clothes and such.." She's talking about my lingerie. God, this is so embarrassing. "Now, every weekend you must get your nails done. And don't do cheetah prints. Those are so not in."

I nod, taking in every bit of information she could give me.

"Make sure you never, ever sleep in. It is very important that you do your makeup and hair in the morning. For you I recommend keeping it straight or putting it into a ponytail with a bandanna as a headband."

Make sure to buy bandanas, check.

"Washing your face twice a day is essential. Your face expects nothing less."

I'm secretly dying of laughter on the inside. "Always make sure you have at least one piece of jewelry on. There will only be one lazy day every week. Those days will either be Monday or Wednesday. You can choose."