Chapter 4

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"Oww!" I say for the hundredth time.

"Stop being a baby Alex." Noella tells me.

"Ughh, are you almost done, you have been doing this for at least two and a half hours."

"I'm almost done, stop being so impatient."

"Ugh"

She ignored grunt of discontent and resumed applying makeup to my face.

Fifteen minutes later she finally tells me she's done. I get up and look at myself in the mirror.

"Woah." Was all I said.

"I know right, you look amazing. Even though you would look more amazing if you wore the dress."

"Noella, I am not trying to get sexually assaulted tonight."

"Ha! So you admit you look amazing in it."

"Yes I do look great in it, but it shows way too much cleavage and legs."

"I guess, but don't you want to impress Ashton?" She says, waging her eye brows up and down.

I look at her shocked but then quickly act as if she is talking craziness.

"What are you talking about?"

"I saw you look at him when we picked him up, and the way you guys looked at each other in that hole. You like him, don't you?" She teases me.

"I just met him so I know absolutely nothing about him." I pause and look away from her. "But I have to admit he is very attractive."

"Oh my god, you guys would make such a cute couple." She squealed. "I totally ship it."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Hold your horses, he is like Channing Tatnum hot while I look like a potato, a hot potato but a potato nonetheless. The Chances of him liking me are like 3 in a million."

"What is wrong with you! You are so beautiful! With your long legs, almost flawless skin, and your skinniness, you could be a model! You two are so perfect together, stop trying to deny it." Noella says trying to build up my confidence.

"I guess its worth a try to try to get him to like me."

"Good," She says triumphantly "Now go put on that dress."

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"Truth or dare"

"Dare, no truth, no.... yeah, dare." I say to my brother sitting across from me on the patio table.

"I dare you to hide in that hole you fell in earlier and throw sand at those people walking by." He says.

I smirk, get up and head over to the hole from earlier. As the people got closer, I grab a handful of sand and chuck it in their direction.

"Heyy!!!!" One of them yells but I'm already out the hole and sprinting back, their confused and angry shouts becoming distant as the music pounding from the speakers drown them out.

As Jacobi comes into view I notice him looking behind me, so I look back and see the group hot on my trail. I barely spare a glance at my brother as I speed walk inside to get away from my sandball victims.

I open the padio door only for the music to get louder, creating a pounding sensation in my head.

I can't go back out, and inside doesnt seem like an option . Front porch it is.

I head to the kitchen, grab and chug a beer. Then I try and break threw the mass of people grinding on each other, to no avail.

I feel a hand on my shoulder, so I look back and see only the most handsome face on the planet. Ashton. My heart skips a beat as I turn around to address him. He only grabs my hand and leads me threw the crowd and toward the front door in response.

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