Fake Love

Met Gala

Demitra's pov

I'm at the airport, checking the gate that I have to be at and waiting to see if Paige will show up. She told me was coming last week when I basically made her but after that argument...I don't know if she'll want to come.

I sit down by myself since Marisa is already in New York because she has to be there early to make sure our clothes were there and all that. I swear something is happening between her and Elliott.

I pull out my laptop and headphones so that I can focus and edit the YouTube video that my sisters and I filmed the other day. I still have to do my hair routine video with Paige. If she still wants to.

I work on the video for a while until my friend, from middle school, FaceTimes me. It's Miles Brown. I smile and answer his call. "Hey Miles" I smile at him. "Is Elena single yet?" Her immediately ask.

"I don't know. Why don't you go ask her?" He does an exaggerated sigh and lays on his bed. "You're going to the met gala right? I saw your name on the list" I clip the video of Sunday and arguing.

"Yes sir. You better be there too. I miss you" he gags at me after I said that. "Don't be all lovey dovey. You know I hate it" it's true. He's the type of person who doesn't love affection. I was like that too, still am. But with Paige, it's different.

"I'll be expecting a hug from you later" I warn him. "And you'll be expecting a shove from me" I roll my eyes at him. "Do you want to see a magic trick?" He ask propping his phone up.

"Go ahead" he clears his throat and moves his hands around. "Count to three" he tells me. Alright? "I...2..." before I could get to three, he hung up of me. This b-

I jump from my spot after someone took my headphones off. I look up to see Paige standing there, with her suitcase. "You still want me to come?" She ask eyeing the seat next to me. I nod my head and move my stuff so that she can sit down.

We sit down in silence. I'm trying to finish editing the video but it was hard when she was next to me. "I got you something" she reaches in her bag and pulls out a small Louis Vuitton bag. "I don't know what you're wearing for the met gala but this should match" I open it and see a necklace.

"I got a matching bracelet one since I hate necklaces" she shows me her and I smile. "Thank you" I quickly put it on and hug her. "I'm sorry for the way I acted. I also apologized to Emma. See, look" she pulls out her phone and goes to Instagram and shows me her text between her and Emma.

"I'll be nice from now on. Except to Tristen. He's an ass" she looks over to what I was doing. "What did Jana say after she opened the door at the restaurant?" I ask trying to concentrate on my project. "Oh that. She said 'what the fuck' because I scared her somehow. She gets scared easily" I hum hoping it's true.

So yesterday I was supposed to go and see the outfits for the met gala but then I realized that it would be fun to see each others faces when we unbox them so I just hung out with Emma and went to the skate park as an attempt to skateboard.

Because of that, there's another article asking if Emma and I are dating and if Paige and I are over and all that. I ignored it. Like always. "So are we good?" I look at her and actually notice what she's wearing.

She's wearing my pink hoodie with grey sweatpants and her hair is in a high ponytail with two strands that are out at the front that she curled. "Yeah we're good" she smiles and kisses my cheek.

"When we get back, we can hang out with some of your friends" I nod and appreciate her. Did Azzi tell her to switch up or something?

Our flight got called so I put my stuff away, Paige grabbing my suitcase for me, and I grab my bag and we make our way to the gate. We hand the lady our ticket then walk onto the plane.