Our Love Will Last(Chloe Lukasiak)

Chapter 11

Quick A/N
Ok when I got on, a few seconds ago, I saw that this story has 1k views! I was really happy so I decided to finish writing this chapter.
I apologize for the last chapter. It sucked. It was useless...but this chapter will be good!, I hope so,or at least interesting...
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Chloe's P.O.V.

Today Paige and I are gong dress shopping, after school. The dance is in three days. It feels like the days are going by quickly, and I do not like it very much. The only good thing about it is that the school year is almost over. And when it's over the holidays officially begin. I can't wait for Christmas. I'm like a little kid. But who isn't on Christmas? It's an exciting time of the year. But I can't also believe two thousand fifteen is almost over, two thousand sixteen sounds weird.

Right now I'm at school, and it's almost over. But of course not soon enough. Jamie never did talk to me after what happened in the hallway yesterday. She might be planing something to ruin the dance. I would be surprised if she didn't. It defiantly seems like something that she would do.

The bell soon rings, ending science for the day. Thank goodness. Just a few more boring classes to go.

When I got into the class room, for history, I sat in my usual seat, in the middle. Other student walked in silently, taking they're seats. Nothing really was happening until one of Jamie's minions walked in, handing me a note. I can already feel the rude, harsh comments. She then walks out the room, laughing. That can't mean anything good.

I opened the note, ready for any rude things she hasn't written down.
"So, you're going to the dance with Josh?...interesting...I hope you know what a terrible decision you have made. I'll make sure it's the worst mistake you'll ever make :)
-I'm pretty sure you know who wrote this ;)"

Does she really think that by adding a smiley face it will make it some what better? Wow, she's dumber then I thought.
I laugh and put it in my bag, turning my attention to the teacher, who has just walked in. Great, here come another boring lesson.

------after school-------

Walking down a isle, full of a bunch of dresses. This has to be my favorite part, walking through all the different dresses. Paige is looking at some kind of red dresses with her mother. Of course we had to bring our moms, who's gonna pay? We're both broke.

My mom was walking behind me, looking at anything that catches her eye, which is pretty much everything.

I'm not sure what kind of dress I want, or color. Why does dress hoping have to be so hard? At the thought of that I let out a little giggle.

I walked down another isle, and it was full of all different shades of blue. A few caught my eye, but they weren't my kind of dress. Looking through for awhile, I finally found one that I really liked. It was a darkish blue, with a lacy slit back, with some flower designs on the top. It looks like it would barely cover my knees. It really doesn't matter, I'll be inside most of the night.

My mother come into the same isle, with arms full of all kinds of dresses, different colors. I'm not surprised, she always does that while we're shopping. She doesn't  care if I like any of it. The only thing matters is if she likes it. That's my mother.

"Chloe, I found somethings you might like," she said happily, walking over to a fitting room, laying all the stuff she found down on a bench.