Next In Line

Next In Line:Ch9

A/N: Okay!! I'm super sorry that I haven't uploaded, but I am now!!!!! And it's worth it cause now we are getting to Cassie's revenge!!! Yay!! I hope you like it and I hope it's longer than usual. Heh, The song has SOMETHING to do with the chappy, as far as going out and forgetting stuff and such, and I like it! lol I'm weird I KNOW!! :) :) comment please!! And vote.:) XO!

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"NO! I am not wearing that thing!" I screeched, as Leah once again tried to force me into the skank suit. It was a bright red strapless dress that clung to me EVERYWHERE and had a neckline that plunged so low that you could almost see my belly-button. And so it was dubbed the skank suit.

I'd told her everything when she showed up after school, and at first she was furious, then the slight mischevous smirk that I knew tugged at the corners of her mouth. We thought for a while, and then finally our genius plan was born.

Mwahahahaha.

Now we were in Leah's room, attempting to agree on an outfit and, well, you know how well that worked out before.

"All I need is something to get his attention, that's all! I can do the rest after he sees me," I told her as I flopped back onto her bed. She waggled her eyebrows suggestively, but then stopped when I chucked a pillow at her.

She sighed and pulled out the remaining dresses from her closet, and threw the skank suit into the ever-growing pile on her floor. She held out the 3 that were left for my approval.

The first one was a bright purple bandage dress with a moderate neckline, and there was a band of black lace under the bust. I eyed it wearily.

"Maybe..." I told Leah. She sighed and rolled her eyes at me before holding up the second one. This one was a pale pink sundress with black zebra stripes. It had spaghetti straps that were attached to a ruffled neckline, and the dress had a zipper that ran a third of the way down the front.

"Ooh! I like that one," I exclaimed. "But I also wanna see the other one."

Leah smirked at me and brought the third dress out from behind her back dramatically. It was made of a light blue denim and was strapless. The same zipper detail was there as the one before it, but I liked it better on this dress. And it had pockets!

I smiled at Leah and nodded enthusiastically. Her light laugh filled the air as she handed the dress to me.

"I knew you would love this one," she gloated. "Okay, just curious here, but how do you know that it's gonna work?" She asked while I pulled on the dress. I slipped on the black, lace, peep-toe pumps that went with the dress and turned to her.

"Because," I groaned. She'd asked this same exact question about a million times already! "It's gonna work out perfectly because I'm going to bring the guy to the main club where Mason hangs out, and I know he'll come with me because A, you even said I was gonna look hot, and B, he's already shown that he's VERY interested in me," I said and grinned. "Besides," I told her. "It's not like Mason could fight him off, even if he tried. He's WAY bigger than Mason!"

Her eyebrows rose at my last comment and I saw her smile to herself, probably imagining the second and extremely perverted meaning of the comment.

"Leah!" I shouted at her. She easily ducked my slap and winked at me.

"Hey, you can't blame me! I don't even know what mystery guy looks like, thanks to you. You can't even tell me his name?" She asked.

I thought about it for a moment before telling her.

"Casey," I said with a smirk.

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