(Book 1) High School Crush: Not Meant To Be

Chapter 31: Nothing

"Blair where were you?! I've been waiting for 5 hours!"

"Chill Brittany don't get your panties in a twist, it's only been 5 minutes," I said as I brought her a bottled water. "I could die of thirst you know," she said while opening her bottle of water. "And it'd be all your fault," she started to drink her water. I turned around with my hands on my hips and purposely tipped her bottle and more water came out than she wanted.

She screamed. "Blair!" I turned around and shrugged my shoulders. "Oops," and continued to walk away. Some moments I did enjoy pushing her buttons, but from this point forward I need to start treating her like the princess she thinks she is, so I can get what I want from her.

A couple long hours later while she got herself looking "perfect" again I came back and apologized. "I am soo sorry, I can't believe I did that,"

"You should be! That was one of my favorite shirts!"

"It'll be fine, it's just water,"

"No! You don't understand! You'll never understand!" she picked up her demon dog. "She'll never understand, right Muffin?" she started talking in a light playful voice. "No she won't, no she won't,"

I was disgusted by her puppy love and felt horrible about I was about to say.

"Hey Brittany," she looked at me, her expression completely changing like what she was doing didn't happen. "To apologize for what I'd done, I was wondering if we could go shopping together,"

"I thought you'd never ask. We need you to get a make over ASAP. Consider it a gift," she said dragging me with her to the mall.

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"Where do you shop again?"

"At all the stores you don't go to. Which means no Rue 21, no Aeropostale and definitely no Forever 21,"

"How do you even know if I even shop at all those places?"

"Oh look!" Brittany got excieted and ran into H&M. "I'm going to pick out tons of clothes for you to where and we will find one perfect for you!"

"Can't I pick out my own clothes?" She looked at me like I had said something ridiculous. "No," and walked everywhere in the store throwing clothes on me and shoving me into the dressing rooms. I mean I guess it wasn't all bad tryiing on different clothes, but I would really like a choice on some of the things I wanna try on.

"Twirl," she ordered and I twirled once to the left, then to the right. "I mean it looks good on you," she said coming to stand behind me in front of the mirror. "But it'll way better on me. Take it off, it's my turn,"

"I thought we were shopping for me?"

"Just change," she said pushing me into the dressing room. I swear I had about enough of her. Just a little while longer is all I kept telling myself through this whole experience.

No you can't hurt her.

This is for Kimberlie.

Don't mess this up.

It's all or nothing.

"Doesn't it just look amazing?! It brings out my eyes!" She said admiring herself in the mirror. "Blair!" she yelled at me and I looked up from my phone, half way finish texting Kimberlie,

B: I'm gonna kill her

"Looks great, matches your personality,"

"Which is?"

A stuck up snobby princess. "A princess,"

"I know," she said agreeing with my lie.

When we finally got home, she came home carrying bags of clothes and shoes while I was holding an Auntie Anne's pretzel. What a successful shopping day. "Best," she looked at me. "Almost, the best day ever," I rolled my eyes.

"Hey Brittany,"

"What," she said liked she annoyed of me talking. "Have you see Niall lately? He's been acting funny,"

"Like what," she said playing along. She wasn't interested in talking business right now. "Come on don't act like that. You have to tell me everything, it's the Barbie code,"

"Last time I told you guys everything Kimberlie went off on me and left. I don't need anymore problems,"

"I won't leave," I lied. "Just tell me what's going on,"

"If you want to know anything talk to Aaron. When Niall came I didn't want anything to do with that nerd unless it's business,"

"What do you mean?"

"I left before I head what they were talking about. Nerd talk doesn't interest me,"

"You didn't catch anything?"

"I didn't care to 'catch' anything. Besides, why does this bother you anyway,"

"No reason, it's just usually when something funny happens you're involved,"

"Ha-ha, you're so funny. Well this time it doesn't have anything to do with me. Just my sibling,"

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know, I'm not my brothers keeper. I could care less where he goes as long as he's not bothering me,"

"Uh, thanks,"

"Now go away, I need a beauty nap. So I don't get bags and wrinkles,"

"That's not going to help," I said under my breath. "What?!"

"Night!" I said closing the door and heading to Kimberlie's house.

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"So there is nothing else that Blair can really do now. Just ask Aaron and see if he'll tell you what's going on," Kimberlie said. "Okay," I answered. "Can I go off now?!" Blair complained. "No! Not yet. I have to see if Aaron will tell me first,"

"And if not?"

"Then you'll have to do some snooping,"

"In his room?! Look, we aren't cool like that. I don't wanna see boxers laying on all the floor,"

"You think he's dirty?" Kimberlie asked. "Every boy is...right?"

"That's one heck of a stereotype," I added. "You wouldn't know that for a fact that a boy is clean,"

"So to solve that mystery, on my cue, you'll go find out,"

"Ha-ha, very funny,"

"Thanks," I smiled and Kimberlie laughed.

Hopefully Aaron won't let me down, because I'm really running out of options.