Lights, Camera, Action (On Hold)

I kick a guy in his groin

There was only a week left before I left. The month had gone by so quickly though.
Rob had proposed and mom had said yes. We were still not clear about the living arrangements since I did NOT want to leave my home just yet. So I had suggested that they move in together and I live on my own. I had earned a frown and a scowl at that, but it had become easier each day to convince them that me living alone wouldn't be so bad. Especially if they did not want to be caught doing....the nasty.
The wedding was going to happen after I came back from the internship but I already thought of Rob as my dad so that didn't matter. He was the one to book the airplane ticket, in economy class too! He was really nice. And him being rich as Richie Rich was just a bonus.
I was half way through my packing and excited as fuck.
I was daydreaming on my bed when my phone rang.
"Hey Jess."

"Hey kat, did you even think about what you're gonna wear?!! You've gotta dress to impress girl. I'm taking you shopping right now. Get dressed I'm picking you up in ten."

And she cut the phone without saying goodbye. I sighed and got up. The force is strong with this one. I thought as I took out my good jacket and put it on. I put my hair in a pony tail and let it fall over my shoulders.
Mom was out with Rob so I didn't think she would mind.
I took the house keys and waited for Jessica on the drive way.

She arrived a few minutes later in her brand new Volvo.
"Get in my favorite bitch!"
She yelled.

"I'm your only bitch sister." I said as I got in.
The drive to the mall was pretty short considering the radio was blasting on full volume playing moves like Jagger. I liked that song. I sang along.

"You should probably go to a singing college or something Kate. You are pretty good."
Truth be told I had been thinking about it. I loved singing and I was pretty good at it.
"Hmm...." Was all I said.
We had reached the mall anyway.

I was fascinated by it every time we went shopping. I loved the mall. We went to my favourite store and Jessica started piling me up with crop tops and shorts and skirts and what not. She was literally making me shop till I dropped. I didn't mind though. I wasn't dropping anytime soon.
We bought a shit load of stuff that according to her made me look drop dead gorgeous and fucking sexy. I was gonna be dropping jaws up in that place.
Damn! I probably needed a new wardrobe now.

I was lost in thoughts when Jessica suddenly pushed me inside a beauty parlour cum spa thingy. No way in hell was I going in there. Not another beauty make over.

"Don't make that face sugar. You're getting a makeover that'll make any model jealous of your sweet ass."

I groaned and Jessica led me to Gustave. He was my hair stylist. He was pretty hot and might've had a lot of girls hitting on him if he hadn't been gay. That's right people. I rest my argument that all hot guys are gay. OK not all but most of them. And it made me sad. Now we had to compete for guys' attention with the guys.
"Hey sweetheart." Gustave greeted me with a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey Gus. How you doing? How's that sexy boyfriend of yours??"

"He's fine, thanks for asking. And how are you? How's your bf?"

"Uhmmm...we broke up a long time ago."

His face fell in realisation but he continued.

"Well he was an ass I'm sure. Any guy would be lucky to have you. Also it just proves you haven't visited in a while. Now sit down. You girl, need a full body make over before that little trip of yours."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Oh yeah. Jess told me all about it. Richie Moore huh?? He's hot."

"Thanks for stating the obvious. Alright Gus, I'm placing myself in your hands."