Lexie POV:
"Alright class, see you on Monday." Professor Waltz says as she closes the book.
I have to write an essay in what I see my future as and then make a portfolio of photos describing it. It's for art class. To say thinking taking my final art class for my major my last year would be a breeze in the park is an understatement.
Grabbing my belongings, I make my way outside and Yasmine is leaning against my car.
She's looking down at her phone and with a sense of someone watching her, she lifts her head and smiles as she sees me walking closer to her.
"Ready for some shopping!?" Yasmine says cheerfully getting in the passenger side as I unlock my car and put my books and bags in my trunk.
We're going shopping today for the oh so important gala I have this weekend. I'm trying not to think of the drama that will enfold this weekend. Am I being dramatic and negative? Probably, but I have the right to be. You'll see. It's every time I see my family. It can never be a good weekend, it's always something. Even if it's the most minuscule thing, it's still something that ends up eating me alive.
"As ready as I'll ever be!" I meet her pitch and give her a sarcastic grin which earns me a middle finger. Hey, flipping each other off just means we love each other more, okay.
"Hey! I'm gonna help you find the most beautiful dress that can make your mom shove her nasty judgmental comments up her ass!" She grins sarcastically back at me which has me feeling better than before. Thank god for having good friends.
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"Please come out I want to see how it looks!" Yasmine groans on the other side of the door in the fitting room. We went to Blooming Dales to find a "fancy" dress because my mother says I need to look my best which means shopping where she shops.
No one is going to like those trashy stores you shop at
Shop only at Blooming Dales
It's the only store that will carry your size
I sigh, unlocking the door not even bothering to glance at myself in the mirror before me and make my way to the waiting area where Yasmine is silently sitting tapping her fingers on her jeans patiently waiting for me.
"Tada." I say with no ounce of enthusiasm in my voice and look anywhere but her with my hands by my sides. If I look at her I'll cry and I don't want to be weak. I don't want to cry anymore. It's exhausting.
"Oh my god! This dress is...." And then I look back at her anyways watching for her reaction to see that her face is scrunched up. "Nope let's go." She rises from the chair. "We're going somewhere else, I don't give a fuck what anyone says."
"But—
"Turn around and see for yourself." I do exactly that looking at myself in the mirror and my eyes widen with the image in front of me making me bark out a laugh.
The dress is lime green bodycon with puffy arms. I look like someone threw up on me or worse a fucking caterpillar.
"You are going nowhere in this." She scrunches her nose. "Now let's go, before I take a picture and send it to the group chat for a good laugh."
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Romance(All FSU series) Book 2 18 + Lexie Stewart~ The "shy" girl always hiding behind a camera, has made it her mission to become something for herself other than being her fathers daughter. The bright side is she's got a group of friends who support he...
