The week was slow. I hadn’t seen or heard from Louis since we had dinner on Monday, and I wasn’t very excited about Friday.
It’s Thursday, and I’m getting really nervous about the day ahead of me.
I pulled in front of the school to pick up Hannah. I didn’t get out of the car, because it’s raining, and if I do, I’ll be late. Tanya and I are going shopping.
Hannah hurried to me car and got in the back seat. I quickly drove home, dropping her off and heading to the mall.
On my way, I got a call, from Tanya.
Hello?
Hurry up!
Sorry, I’m on my way.
Just hurry your ass up!
Alright, alright, calm your tits.
I hung up and set my phone down on my dash. I reached the mall, parking, and rushing inside, after grabbing my phone.
I grabbed Tanya and we went into a bunch of stores trying on and buying new clothes. I went to get a Pepsi, when I ran into someone.
“Sorry, I wasn’t watch-“I looked up to see Louis. Wow! Does he have to be here? Ugh.
He smirked and moved out of my way. I got my Pepsi and left walking over to Tanya.
“You know that I know what just happened right?”
“I gathered that.” She smiled and nodded. We went to a few more stores and headed back to our homes. After ten minutes she called me up again.
Hey! Do you wanna come to a fashion show with me tonight?
Well, duh! I would love to. What time?
In two hours. I’ll pick you up at 7.
Mkay! I’ll be ready.
I hung up and started throwing clothes everywhere. I finally found the perfect outfit.
The dress was perfect for the occasion!
After I was finished I went downstairs and grabbed a little something to eat. My mom looked at me, frowned, and looked away.
I rolled my eyes and waited for Tanya to get here. She pulled in and I walked out to the car.
She was wearing something she had bought today.
We were both wearing black dresses, each made slightly different. My shoes were black and green, Tanya’s were red. She has red clutch, I have a green one. Her hair in a braided, flower bun, mine down and curled.
The fashion show was about ten minutes away from my house, so we arrived rather quickly. When we parked we got out and walked inside, finding out seats.
We watched and applauded as the different designs and models came on and off the runway.
Someone cleared their throat and I turned to the side, looking up. I didn’t pay much attention to their face.
“Is this seat taken?” I shook my head, and they sat down. “Fancy seeing you here.” That’s when it came to me.
“Are you stalking me now?”
“It must be a coincidence.”
“This isn’t a freaking coincidence. What the hell is your deal?”
“Can’t I sit by a gorgeous lady, such as you, at a fashion show?”
“I suppose you can, but this is the second time we have run into each other today.”
