GREY [on hold]

Race

I continued my usual evening, grabbing some chips and headed to my room for homework.

I threw myself down onto my bed, making a few chips from my handful to fly onto the blanket then the ground. I left them hoping Duke would soon find them and take care of the mess for me.

I, with struggle, pulling my heavy backpack onto my bed with me. Crunching on a mouthful of chips and pulling out my binders, all the while humming an unidentifiable tune.

*DING* my phone.

I stretched across my comforter grasping at my phone until I finally clutched it fully and pulled it back to me.

Kira's name was on the newly alit phone screen, unlocking my phone I read the message:

On my way over to pick you up. ;-)

What? Coming over to get me? I didn't recall making any plans with her tonight. Actually, I was CERTAIN we didn't plan anything. I didn't move, only staring at the text message with a puzzling expression.

I finally shrugged off the issue and jumped off my bed, brushing my hair and putting on a fresh coat of lipgloss.

The door bell rang, surprising me because it was a lot sooner than expected.

Taking my time down the stairs, my mind traveled the possibilities of where we were going to go. I stepped up to the front door and opened it.

Kira stood in front of me, or should I say above me; so tall. She stood in a small pink skirt that was high waisted and tucked into is was a fitted white tank top, she wore simple black flats to complete the look. Her hands fell to her sides but one held a small pink duffle bag.

Her eyes were bright in excitement and her smile couldn't get an better. Her enthusiasm made it inevitable for me to get excited too.

Her gleaming expression emediately changed into a suspicious smirk after looking me head to toe; obviously critiquing my outfit.

"Oh sweet sweet Remington, you are so ignorant..." She trailed off, all the while allowing
herself in and moving up the stairs towards my room. I followed, still not sure what was going on.

She threw the duffle bag on to my bed and emediately ripped it open, pulling items out.

Clothes. Why clothes?

But they weren't just "lay around and watch Netflix clothes," they were party clothes.

"Oh no Kira." I quietly blurted while coming to realization of her intentions.

"Oh yes," Kira smirked without looking at me, "I know we have Will's party coming up, but there was a last minute bonfire at the racing track tonight.." She trailed off for a second, "the guys are doing a small race."

"Well I.." Trying to come up with an excuse, I mumbled.

"Oh shut up rem, not like you have anything better to do tonight. And there will be a ton of hot guys, including treeevooor..." She said his name in a sing-song voice, still oblivious to what had happened the other night with him.

I rolled my eyes and let a small sigh slip, Kira perked an eyebrow up in response all the whilst handing me an outfit.

"Go." She demanded.

I trudded over to my bathroom where I changed into the given outfit. I stood in front of the mirror looking my image up and down.