sammi's pov
"you suck so bad at this game." i snorted as jack got shot by someone on call of duty.
"you're no better. you got shot three times." he retorted playfully. i got shot a last time and threw my controller at the beanbag.
"fuck this." i huffed. jack sat his controller down and laid across my
legs.
"can't believe you graduate today."
"me either.. seems like yesterday i started kindergarten." i thought back to that one time me and alex got lost at the history museum in junior year. man, those were good times. "that reminds me.. my hair appointment is in thirty minutes."
"really? and you're not even ready?"
"it's a hair and makeup appointment, dummy. all i gotta do is brush my hair and get dressed. doesn't take that long." i pushed him off my legs and stood up, stretching my arms.
jack got up as well, walking over to my drawers and closet. he pulled out one of his really big white t-shirts and some black leggings. "here."
"although that shirt is really comfy, that outfit is hella basic." i said, pushing the cloths back into the drawer. he huffed and went over to the bed, pulling out his phone and going on twitter, i'm assuming.
i picked out a teal crop top with a black infinity sign, some black denim shorts with rips on them, and some teal beaded sandals. i stripped of my clothes and slipped on a bra and panties, then pulling the shirt over my head. i stepped into the shorts and buttoned them, and as i did, i heard the snapping of a camera.
"shit." jack's face turned red as i shot a glare at him. "it was for snapchat."
i grabbed my phone and pulled up snapchat and sure enough, i had made myself onto his story. it was a picture of me buttoning my shorts with the caption, "bae is cute when focused😍😍."
"dude, i look like a fucking potato in that picture. delete. now."
"you do not! you're too cute to be a potato babe." he stuck his tongue out and got up, running to me for a hug.
he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up, showering my face and neck with sloppy kisses.
"ok, ok i get it." i giggled, pushing his head down and jumping down from his grip.
"i got to get going, don't wanna be late." i put on my sandals and grabbed my wallet and phone.
"be careful, i love you." he kissed my forehead and pulled me into a hug. i kissed his lips quickly and ran downstairs to my car.
speedily, i rushed to the salon titled "teressa's beauty salon" and park next to a red minivan. i hopped out and walked in to be greeted by a woman with dyed red hair and a smile.
"welcome to teressa's beauty salon, how may i help you?" she asked in her high pitched voice.
"appointment for samantha white." i said. she nodded and led me to a salon chair. "carina will be right with you, doll."
i waited about five minutes until a woman with jet black hair and dark red lipstick approached me with a smile. "hi, i'm carina. i will be your hair dresser today." she smiled before running a brush through my hair.
"what style are you thinking?"
"i was thinking about an updo with loose strands framing my face.."
"that's my specialty. you're getting your makeup done as well?" she asked and i nodded.
she wrote some things down onto her notepad and began working on my hair.
