Chapter 10: One way flight to Ireland
"So are you girls ready yet? " asked Ron.
I looked down at my black and white long sleeved shirt, camo jacket, black skater skirt, black knee highs and red heels and gave a satisfied nod. (A/N picture of her and Orah's outfits up there.)
"Almost ready. " said Orah while applying red lipstick and turning in the mirror to see if she was presentable.It was truly unfair how it took me so long to just look like this (in other words not like a troll monster) while Orah could literally wear anything and look great in it. For example she was wearing a Mickey Mouse T-shirt, tucked into her black leather skirt and threw on some neon pink heels that made her look even taller then she already is. Surprise, surprise she looks like a goddess unlike me of course.
"You done yet babe? " asked Carter climbing through my window.
"You know there's a door right? " said Orah buckling up her heels.
"Yeah I know. I just like to make a special entrance. " he said while ducking the pillow that I threw at him.
"Guys come on we're going to be late. " shouted Waverley from downstairs.
Why should Carter always be her ride?! I can't wait for the day that Lya gets her damn license just so that she can get to parties on her own.
"Yeah girls the queen has spoken." that was Astrid, definitely Astrid.I could hear Cal trying to muffle his laughing in the background. He was so sweet always trying to keep the peace, but I just couldn't help but tease him. It was just too cute not to.
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The song Coke Diet was blaring over the speakers and Orah and I was in the middle of the dance floor screaming out the words and dancing as crazy as we could without falling or breaking a heel or something.
I'm not usually a party person, but I love spending time with my friends no matter how unfairly gorgeous, obnoxious or just plain flat out crazy they are.
Suddenly I felt someone's hands on my waist and I instantly turned. I bumped into some random guys chest. I couldn't really see that well considering how dark it is."Hey Mel" she on that diet "so good to see you again!" coke diet " I cant believe this!"
I could only partially make out what he was saying as people kept shouting the same phrase over and over again. They could have at least got more lyrics for the song.The guy pulled me away from the dance floor and led me to the living room sitting me down next him with Orah in tow. The lighting in here was better and I could make out his features better. He looked slightly familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. His brown eyes, black hair and especially his plump lips looked so familiar. He reminded me of someone, but I can't... Yeah no. I don't know anyone that hot.
"You don't remember me do you. " he said smiling at me.
I shook my head smiling shyly.
"Maybe this is a hint. Hey there care bear, wanna hug? " he said stuttering and suddenly it clicked."Holy shizam, it's you! " I said flinging my around around his neck and hugging him tightly.
"I've missed you so much Noah! "
"I see you're still the same Mel. " said Noah gasping for air when I pulled away.Suddenly I remembered that Orah was with me.
"Oh sorry I almost forgot. This is Orah my best friend slash neighbour and this is Esmerelda's older brother, Noah. " I said introducing the two."I can't believe how long its been. What like five years now? " said Noah taking a sip from his cup.
"I know right! Oh Um he went off to boarding school when I was twelve and he was fifteen." I said to inform Orah who was awkwardly staring at her drink."So what's it like being this chatterbox's neighbour. " teased Noah and I punched him in the shoulder.
"She definitely keeps the boredom away." replied Orah.
"Hey! Who's the one who snuck into my room at 3 am and who's the girl who got us banned from the mall's public bathroom? Oh yeah that's Miss Aurorah Highfields." I said.
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