Y/n O'brien the unpopular girl and Thomas Sangster the schools popular guy. Thomas is Dylan best friend aka Y/n's twin brother. Thomas and Y/n have always hate each others since their childhood but people change through the years, maybe they are fri...
"I'm done now, are you?" Brooke said as she came out of the bathroom.
"Yeah, i'm done. I just can't wait to see their faces when they see how hot we are" i said meeting Brooke in the hall.
"Same here, and now we are just going to have fun tonight" she said with a grin on her face.
"Absolutely" i said hooking my arm with hers before we left the hotel room and start walking towards the elevator.
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Brooke's outfit
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Y/n's outfit
With each floor the elevator passed, i felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter more and more. I let go of Brooke's arm and hugged her hand tightly, needing to feel her support for what was about to happen.
Surely i had exaggerated and magnified everything in my head, i would not immediately go out to face a greater disaster. Come on, i was just going to have dinner with the gang and then leave. I wasn't the one to get nervous but i heard myself gasping for air. Pull yourself together!
"It's going to be fine" Brooke said encouragingly and hugged my hand.
It would go well. Sure, we hadn't packed our whore dresses, it would have just looked ridiculous. But we had nice, and a bit slutty, clothes and arranged make-up and hair so i felt more than satisfied with the result of our mountain makeover. It would still be a bit fun to see Thomas, i thought and took a breath as the butterflies rose in my stomach again.
When the elevator dinged that we were there and the doors slid apart, it didn't take many seconds before i began to regret all the choices i had made in the past few weeks. What the hell was i doing?
I didn't have time to think much more before Brooke pulled me out of the elevator. It was probably lucky that she kept a tight grip on my hand because otherwise i would probably have turned and run far away from anything to do with Thomas.
A small thought flew by, maybe he wouldn't even eat with us? after all, no one said we had to eat together, we in our gang. Maybe he was hanging out with someone else. But it meant that my attempt to appear unbridled and confident after today's fiasco had been all for nothing.
