Summer flings

Even the angles were swooning

"Ugh!" I say grunting while throwing my hands up in the air from frustration. "You don't like any dress!" Sam says to me. "Wrong, I like dresses, just not the ones you pick." I reply. "Fine! Just try on this one then we can go eat." Sam sighs.
          He hands me another red dress but this one isn't that bad. We have been shopping for hours and I haven't found one dress that I like on me! Sam is getting frustrated which makes me get frustrated and it's just one big mess.
          I slip on the long red dress with a slit up the side, I was going for a short dress but this one is gorgeous. It hugs my curves the right way and has a sweetheart neckline with a few gems on the top. I smile at my reflection and walk out of the dressing room.
             Sam is sitting on one of the benches and is on his phone doing God knows what right now. I walk over to the big mirrors and look at the dress. "So how's this one?" I ask Sam. He looks up and tries keeping a straight face but his eyes fail him. "It's okay if your into that thing." He says staring at me in the mirror.
            "Okay then I guess we just have to keep looking." I say smugly. "No! No, I mean, uh, I like it." He says shyly. "I do too, now let's buy this thing and go eat."

           Two more days and then the day I dread is here. Sam and I haven't actually talked since the day he bought me my dress. I'm completely okay with it though! The less I have to hang out with the ass the better. I was going for a simple bike ride to calm my nerves about the stupid charity.
           Why did I agree to go! It was so stupid of me. I mean it's obvious Sam doesn't want to go with me.  While I'm in mid thought I run into someone with my bike. "Oh gosh I'm so sorry!" I say while helping him up. "It's okay." He says while giggling and I'm pretty sure the angles are even swooning up above.
           I look up to see a tall blonde with green eyes and an amazing bone structure. He catches me staring and smiles. "You okay?" He asks me. "Ya, yeah I'm just uhm yeah I'm okay." I ramble. "I'm Cody." Green eyes tells me shining his glorious teeth at me.
               "Violet Rey." I say shaking his soft hand. "Nice to meet you and I would love to stay an chat but I have to run. We will talk again soon though Violet Rey." He says letting go of my hand. "Sure.." I say starstrucked by his beauty. He smiles and walks off.

      I get home still in a daze but make it inside anyway. "Vi, is that you?" I hear from the living room. "Yep, it's me." "Oh come here dear you have a package to open." I walk into the living room and my aunt hands me a package. "Well I'm off to bed, see you tomorrow Vi!" "Night."
           I look at the package. It didn't say who it's from but it is very badly wrapped in old Christmas  wrapping paper. I tear the wrapping paper off and read the top of the box. Louis Vuitton. Oh gosh.. I take off the lid and see the shoes in all of their glory. Plain black peep toe heels with the signature red bottoms. I gasp while picking up the shoes, they were the perfect size, and will go perfectly with my dress. At the bottom of the box is a letter.
Vi,
   Sorry for the crappy wrapping but I've never wrapped something before. I remembered that we never bought shoes for your dress, so I did. Hope I got the size right, your aunt told me your size, if it's wrong we can send them back it's no big deal. I will pick you up Friday at 6.
       -Sam
  Two hours, Sam is picking me up in two hours. And what do I have done? Oh well nothing! My aunt's fashion studio decided to have a mental break down. Her deal didn't get passed with the company she wanted and now she is freaking out about it all. I've wanted to leave to get ready but I feel too selfish to ask to leave.
        "Violet! Don't you have a date to get ready for?" My aunt's assistant asks me. "It's not a date but yes, yes I do." I sigh. "Well leave! We got this taken care of." My aunt says with big eyes. "Are you sure? You still seem stressed and I'm pretty sure the charity can happen without me." I reply. "No, leave we got this hurry and get ready! Sam is going to be picking you up in less than an hour! Hurry, go go!" My aunt rushes me. "Okay, okay goodbye!" I say. "Bye sweetheart have fun!" She says.