Dancing with the DJ

Chapter 1

"You what!!?" Louisse's eyes popped out of their sockets and her jaw dropped. I sighed and rolled my eyes at her. She can be so over reacting at times, mostly like me, but that's why were friends.

I have been friends with Louisse since 5th grade, she's been my one and only bestfriend since then, except for Charlie of course.

"Yes, Isse, for the nth time, I agreed to be the DJ at their prom." I stated firmly which earned me a half hearted glare from her.

"Mind telling me why the FUCK would you do that!? You promised!! We'd go to prom together and laugh at everyone's faces when we show up wearing jeans!" she semi-pouted, semi-smirked at me

I couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of us showing up at our own prom, which is only a year away, wearing nothing but jeans and tank tops.

"I'm just going to be the DJ Isse! I'm not actually going to dance or participate. And I really need the money for a car." I smiled and took all my will power to convince her to let me go.

I swear, she's more protective than my mom. She looked up the ceiling, probably thinking, that had always been a hobby of her. When she's thinking she bites her lips and look up at the ceiling. she sighed and looked at me with a knowing look, which quickly turned into a thoughtful one.

"Okay FINE. " She smirked again and chuckled, "Now its time for the fun part!" I ruffled my eyebrows in confusion. She looked at me with glee and I cant help but smile back. Before I could form the words she quickly grabbed my arm and lead me downstairs nearly tripping us both in the process, towards the front door.

"Mind telling me where were going?" I asked tugging her arm to lessen her grip. She smirked and screamed in glee.

"Dresses!!" she yelled at me and beamed. God. Help. Me.

Louisse dragged me towards our front porch. we were met with a pair of sky blue eyes staring down his phone in pure impatience. I smiled, I cleared my throat , which quickly startled Charlie, he shot his head up and smiled at us. He stuff his phone back in his pocket and smirked.

"Yellow ladies? Mind telling me where were going?" he asked but before we could answer we got cut off by a phone. I couldn't really make out  what Charlie was saying but it was sort of like "yes." "yes mom" okay mom" bye mom" conversation.

Louisse scoffed and muttered something under her breath. I raised a questioning eyebrow and he smiled back and shook his head slightly.

"Don't ask." Me and Louisse both chuckled at that. Louisse though was laughing her butt off. When she finally sobered up which took forever by the way.

"such a mother's boy." She muttered and shot Charlie a glance.

"Am not!" Charlie shouted back. Of course Louisse wouldn't give up.

"you're too!"

"not!"

"too!"

"Children!!" I got in between them and they stuck their tongues out. Ughh what a bunch of babies!

"Shall we?" he said his Irish accent evident in his voice. he opened the door to his black ferari yup, you heard me right, FE-FREAKING-RARI! UH HUH! Charlie here is filthy rich, but doesn't act like one, and guess what? He's dad is Ed Sheeran! Ed freaking Sheeran!!

Me and Louisse grinned and pretended to lift up our imaginary oversized skirt in a "English" manner. Yup just like the "british" people. Charlie rolled his eyes, his lips forming a lop sided smile. he shook his head and closed the door behind us and climbed to the driver's seat.