After 3 expulsions, Lydia's actions give her dad no choice but to enrol her into a strict boarding school. She isn't very fond of the idea and does her best to get expelled once again. In the process, though, she get's caught into a love trap for he...
I was getting ready to go out with Robert. It took me ages to decide what I wanted to wear. I wanted to impress.
I was still a bit embarrassed from the night before. I might've gotten wasted, but I clearly remembered everything after stepping out from the club. To be honest, I was embarrassed to have to face Downey again after that. I mean he went out of his way to practically save me at 3AM and yet my drunk ass was still laughing.
Luckily my hangover didn't last long. I did everything to make it go away so I wasn't a mess for tonight. I drunk plenty of water, slept, took naps, had coffee, snacks, ate well, took a cold shower, a hot one, took Advil, literally did everything. And it worked.
Anyways, that's besides the point.
I was stressing out so much, I wanted to look perfect, which was weird. I usually never feel like this. Actually, I've never felt like this. I've never been on a date. Well- I have. Just not like this.
As a teenager, you only really go on dates with your boyfriend, it's not like the 80's, how they'd ask you out on a date to a nice restaurant or whatever, then kiss them as they left you outside your own home. Nothing like that. Teenage boys nowadays don't ask you out on dates. They ask you to hangout at a nearby mall. You'd go, you'd kiss, and you'd date. End of story.
This was way different. Robert asked me out on a date. At a nice restaurant.
I wondered whether I should wear a dress, or a top and a mini skirt. I figured he's already seen me wearing a dress when I'm out, so best to go for the second option.
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A diamond backless top that fit my shape perfectly, and a white, leather mini-skirt stopping a few inches down from my crotch. I decided black heels would be best accompanied with a black leather jacket, not forgetting that the weather is yet to warm up. As for jewellery, I wore a fitted diamond necklace -matching the top- and a beautiful pearl necklace my dad had bought me for my birthday, to match the skirt. I didn't do much to my hair beforehand, I just gave it a quick blowout to seem straighter, and let my curtain bangs fall as they are. I grabbed my black purse and waited.
It was 7:25. He should be here any minute now. Just then, I heard my phone chime.
Robert 7:26PM If you walk outside the school from the front parking lot and walk to your left for about 50 metres, there's a street called Elk Street. Turn in that and you'll see my car. Black Audi R8.
Lydia 7:27PM
Alr I'll be down in 5 x
I hesitated on typing the 'x'. Would his old rat ass think of it in a romantic/sexual way? I've no idea. It's just a harmless way to sign off.
I strode around the campus, going from the back. As much of a gentleman he is, he's also a dick. He hasn't taken me off the watchlist. And he knows I go out of school, I don't get why.
