A Movie of Our Own (wlw)

31

Charlotte

"Are you almost ready Charlotte?" I hear Brooke yell from downstairs.

I apply the last bits of makeup onto my face and quickly check myself in the mirror once more.

Once Brooke and I immediately arrived back at her place, I was finally able to get my luggage back because Jessy dropped it off at the lobby. And god bless her because I don't know how else I would be able to get ready.
And don't worry, I told Jessy I found a place to "rent" so I would be staying here for the meantime. And she believed it, so we're all good. Not that she would've cared, but she would've cared about Brooke of it all.

I then hear the bathroom door open and I see Brooke standing there, my mouth slightly drops.
She's wearing a long black sleeveless jumpsuit, with a small slit down the middle that shows the perfect amount of cleavage. And her hair is perfectly curled and her bronzey makeup looks beautiful as always. When is she ever not perfect?

"Are you ready yet Charlotte?" She asks.

"Wow. W-wait I mean yes. Sorry." I say as I close the lid of my lipstick and face Brooke.

I then make eye contact with Brooke and she seems frozen. I don't even think she heard me. Like maybe something struck her. Her eyes glide from down my legs then back up to me. Her eyes were full of admiration and she carefully bit down on her lip, her eyes still laid on me.
She then shakes her head, "Let's go. Otherwise you're going to be late." She says before walking out the bathroom and down the stairs.

I laugh to myself, well wasn't she looking at me weird?

For dinner tonight, of course I have on the dress that Brooke picked out and paid for—I'm still to figure out a way to pay her back. I have my hair lightly curled and I've put on slightly heavier makeup than I usually put on. I really just added some eyeliner and did a smokey eye but it isn't anything major.

I quickly spray some perfume before cleaning up my makeup that's spreaded across on the bathroom counter. After I do, I quickly grab my small purse and head out of the bathroom and head downstairs to Brooke.

"Okay, your cab should be here in a few minutes—mine just arrived so I'll see you there!" She says to me as she walks towards the door.

"Okay, I'll see you there!" I shout as Brooke walks out the door.

Before she fully closes the door behind her, she quickly waves to me once more before closing it.

The door slams shut and suddenly the place turns silent.
Now what should I do as I wait for the cab?

I haven't talked to Lena in a bit, hopefully she's available.

I then walk over to the kitchen island and sit down on one of the stools. I then pull out my phone from my purse and press on Lena's contact and call her.

The phone rings once.

Ring.

Three times.

Ring.
Ring.
Ring.

And before it can ring a fifth time, Lena finally answers the phone.

"Lena!" I say excitedly.

"Charlotte, you look so sexy! Where are you going?" She asks as her jaw hangs on the floor.

"I'm going to a very fancy dinner." I laugh.

"Anyways, how is my baby Rue doing?" I say in my babying voice. "I see you're at my house so I'm assuming you're there to feed her?" I ask.