Miss Sunday

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"RILEY!" My best friend Amy barged into my room without a care in the world "It's time to PARTY!"

I sighed and rubbed my temples, putting my English book down "Amy, you know I can't... I've got this massive test tomorrow and I've been procrastinating all week." I mumbled looking down at my feet, obviously lying. Amy rolled her eyes and crossed her arms

"You know that's a lie, you cheeky bitch." She replied, looking at her nails and popping her gum, trying not to smile. I let my head fall on my desk

"Fine, but this is the-"

"-Last time, yeah I get it but let's go!" Amy shouts excitedly, clapping her hands repetitively, then hops out of my room shouting "Just don't dress up in your usual attire" I scoff

"What? Like a nun?" I could hear her snicker outside my room.

"Not debatable at all actually, and where something 18+ appropriate, if you know what I mean." She sings and skips down to the door of my modern apartment. I can legitimately imagine a sneaky smirk forming on her face, which is quite scary. "Also Riles, be ready in 4 hours and I'll come to pick you up." She adds, I groan, telling her that I heard her, and then she walks away, leaving me with 4 hours to get ready, great.

I decided to make a smoothie then head out for a walk considering I had four fucking hours to just get ready, I mean seriously, what is It with girls these days taking a lifetime to get ready for an event that probably isn't as long as them getting ready.

Just as I make a left turn towards the corner on my street, my poor coordination shines through as light as ever as a trip over a chunky object, making me and my clumsy body almost come in contact with the ground - but instead I actually fall into in the hands of a handsome guy that looks around my age. Well, this day is sure getting better and better.

"I am so sorry, I am just not feeling it all today and I'm so tired and again I'm so sorry and I hope I didn't ruin your perfect outfit and I-I'm rambling aren't I?" I stutter out quickly.

"No you didn't ruin anything, just as long as you are not hurt. It's quite cute how your rambling though." he says while throwing me a blindingly white smile. And with that, my cheeks could be mistaken for tomatoes.

"I'm Ben, Ben Taylors" he says, sticking out his hand.

"I'm Riley, Riley Lockhart" I reply with a small smile, shaking his hand.

"Riley" I hear him murmur, "It is a beautiful name for a beautiful girl like you" he states then winks, and with that, I blush again, my cheeks resembling embarrassingly close to a beetroot, may I add. He takes his phone out then frowns.

"Are you alright?" I ask questionably.

"Yes, it's just that I really have to go take care of some things with my father, but I sure do hope I see you again Riley." And with that, he runs off, leaving me with a pang of wonder and curiosity.

When I arrived back at home, I looked at my watch and noticed it was already 3 o'clock, which means I have exactly 2 hours to look decent and hot, as they say, or mint or whatever. I unlock my phone to see in my notifications that I had missed 3 messages from Amy.

Sent 2:37pm

[Heyyy gurrl! Just reminding you I'll be picking you up at 5 kay? Kay.]

Sent 2:38

[ALSO WEAR SOMETHING THAT SHOWS OFF THAT SEXY FIGURE OF YOURS, YOU LUCKY BITCH !!!!]

Sent 2:38

[I swear to god, when I see you and don't approve, I will castrate you big time gurl,]

Sent 2:39