The Girl Of The Night

Heels = Satans best friend.

Look at the cover OMGGGGGG

This Chapter is dedicated to @shxttxrxd

Thanks for the most beautiful cover.

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I sit cross legged on the ground, Cassandra lying down on her back, "We have to find the perfect one" she groans. "I never thought this would be that hard" I yell. "Honey?" Aunt Lynda opens the door. "Oh dear god" she gasps. "Look at all the clothes everywhere,the shoes and oh my" "I'm sorry Aunt Lynda it's just that I'm finding.." "The perfect one" Cassandra groans as she rolls around on the ground.

"I will leave you to it, be sure to pack up" she says and points to the clothes scattered in my room and walks out and shuts the door.

" I think i'm having a fever" I tell her. Cassandra laughs

"Yeah the Brooklyn fever" I growl at her. "Okay, okay my little pup" I glare at her.

the Brooklyn fever? are you kidding me it's not like I want to cuddle in his strong arms and stare into his beautiful eyes all day... WHO AM I KIDDING. YES I REALLY LIKE HIM even though I just met him, he's one of these people that you automatically like.

my phone buzzes.

"Hold up its Fazia"

(Faiza= @shxttxrxd)

Faithegreat: Open your damn window.

I get up and open the window. I look down to see Fiona holding onto the window ceil. "How did you text me?" "Pull me up first ya doof" I help her up. Cassandra hugs her while she plops down into my "dress bed now".

She ties up her highlighted hair (Black and brown) up into a pony tale "How'd you text me? when you are hanging on a window ceil" she grins, "I've got skill something which you don't exactly have babe"

Faiza is my other best friend, without her I'd never be me. Cassandra pulls me to reality and faizia well she takes me to a place where anythings possible. These are my two best friends in the entire galaxy and we make the 3 muskeeters!

"Okayyy so basically I butt texted, I slammed my body to the back of my butt where my phone is located in my jeans pocket and started telling siri to type"

My mouth swings open wide.

"How is that even?" Cassandra asks with wide eyes.

"C'est très vrai"

(DON'T JUDGE ME ON MY FRENCH, JUST BECAUSE I SPELT IT WRONG... I'M WRITING THIS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT SO A LITTLE BIT OF RESPECT WOULD BE GOOD AND I'M SORRY FOR SPELLING WRONG)

"Oui" I add on.

Cassandra takes spanish so we have our little private talk thing.

"babes got any gossip?"

"well.."I trail off.

"we've got some" Cassandra says, giving her classic smirk.

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I think I'm going to only need the Lords help after this.

I stumble into the room with heels on. I walk and step over a beanbag and fall onto Faiza's lap "shît" she grumbles "You made the chips spill you dope" she sneers. I laugh and she helps me stand up again. I yelp when Dane and my. little sister runs in, they were playing tag.