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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 without Rafe had been unbearable. We texted, we called, but it wasn't the same. I missed him, and the fact that he had ditched school completely pissed me off more than I wanted to admit. How could he be so reckless? Throwing away his future like it meant nothing?
But I didn't argue with him about it. Not yet.
So when his message popped up on my screen, my heart jumped.
Loser 💋: "Be ready till 6. I'm picking you up."
I stared at it for a second, my fingers tightening around my phone. Tonight? He had asked to take me out, but I hadn't expected it to be so soon. My stomach twisted with excitement.
I immediately called Adriana.
She picked up on the second ring. "Babe, what's up?"
I flopped onto my bed, staring at the ceiling, excitement bubbling in my chest. "I need your help. Rafe's taking me out tonight."
There was a moment of silence before Adriana squealed. "Oh my God, oh my God. This is it, isn't it?"
I bit my lip, trying not to sound too giddy. "I think so."
"You think so?" She scoffed. "Bitch, he's definitely asking you to be his girlfriend tonight. I can feel it."
I smiled, playing with my hair. "Okay, but I need your help. What do I wear?"
I heard movement on her end, like she was already going through outfit ideas in her head. "Alright, where's he taking you?"
"I don't know. He just said to be ready."
She clicked her tongue. "Rich boys are so extra. Okay, we need options. Are you going for elegant and sexy, or dangerous and untouchable?"
I smirked. "Both."
"Of course," she laughed. "Okay, do you still have that black designer dress? The one that fits like a second skin?"
I sat up immediately. "Yes."
"That's the one. Simple, sexy, but expensive. Pair it with your Louboutins, the Cartier bracelets—don't overdo the jewelry, let the dress speak for itself. Hair?"
I walked over to my mirror, running my fingers through my hair. "Sleek, maybe?"
"Mm, no. Soft waves. You want to look effortless but put together. Make him suffer."
I laughed. "You really think he's going to ask me?I mean he mentioned it but..oh my God, i don't know "
Adriana huffed. "Babe, Rafe is obsessed with you. He'll probably have fireworks spelling your name in the sky."