chapter 3

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*skip to the next day after school*

i walked into my room letting out a sigh from this day of school. i dont hate learning, just the type of people there.

i put my backpack on my chair and laid on my bed. i texted rose to tell her that chase wasn't home and that she could come over.

if chase was over, he would be concerned that rose was hanging out with me but not him. he would also see calum pick me up and i just don't want that.

rose entered my house about 5 minutes later.

"so, when is he picking you up?" she asked.

"7:00." i answered looking through my closet without the slightest idea of what i was going to wear.

"it's 4:00 now so that gives you around 2 hours and thirty minutes."

"but he comes at..."

"i know he comes at 7, but if he's a real gentleman he would come a little early or right on time. you also want to make sure that everything is perfect because i want this to be the best night of your life." she smiled.

i nodded getting her point and continued to roam around my room for clothes.

"so, whats his type of style." she asked.

"well, he's really smart so like not like a bum but more uptight. he doesn't go all out like suit and tie but yeah..." i replied hoping she would get what i'm saying.

"okay... this and this? no. what about.." she mumbled to herself looking through my dull closet.

most of my closet was band shirts and skinny jeans.

"we have a little time so we can go back to my apartment and look around?" she suggested.

she usually walks here because she lives down the block, so it wouldn't take long.

"yeah that would be helpful." i chuckled.
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we got into her apartment and ran upstairs to her bedroom.

she first took out a black dress, tights, and a pair of high heeled combat boot. (i hope you know what im talking about lol)

i walked out of the bathroom and felt weird. granted the outfit was cute but it just wasn't my type.

she pulled out a pair of light-washed jean shorts that were really cute.

she gave me one of her long sleeve sweaters that was white but outlined in black and the arms were black.

lastly, she took a pair of violet-ish colored converse and handed them to me.

i put the outfit on and looked in the mirror feeling confident for once before showing rose.

"you look so pretty!" she gasped.

"thank you." i said hugging her.

"okay, lets go back to your house." she said grabbing her keys and bag.
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"sit." she said pulling my chair towards me to sit on it.

she pushed it in by my vanity.

"so, do you want your hair wavy, straight, or curly?"

"um, just straight." i said thinking of the hassle of curly or wavy hair for that matter.

she plugged in my straightener and turned it on. as soon as it blinked green, signaling that it was ready, she started to do my hair.

she parted my hair and put the top part up so she could to the bottom perfectly.

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