Chapter 1 - I see Clark
Holy Shit! Holy Shit! I'm actually SEEING my future husband in 15 more mintues.I began to shake in excitemnet. Okay, Jaz calm down, he's just another person like m-
"GIRL, CALM THE FUCK DOWN"
A familiar annoying voice yelled. Earning a few giggles from mahomies around us.
oh geez.
Oh, it was my bestfriend -.- yay...
"Sorry Em!, stop being a dick bro" i was alittle annoyed already. Mahomies around us were giving us the "I'm Judging You" face which is pretty uncomforatble.
I guess she thought it was funny because she had a smirk plastered on her face. She opened her mouth to respond but then the radio interview guy opened the door to let us is.
thank god.
I gave him a glare
" It was fucking freezing outhere!" I snapped at him while adjusting my black beanie.
He responed with a deep chuckle which made me laugh too.
Since, Emma and I were the first ones in line, we sat closest to the stage. haha, LIKE A G. what? who said that? oh wait, i did.
The stage wasn't elevated it was flat on the ground. We had to all sit on bean bags though.
Cheap huh?
"Hey, Jaz, how do i look?" a familiar voice came from beside me
why does she keep interrupting me..
Hobnocker.
I turned my head to observe her from head to toe. Curly Hair? Check. Perfect ass face? Check. sigh. Lip glossed lips? Check. Let's see what she is wearing..shall we? i think yes.
mhm..
A Pink oversized- Polka dotted sweater, Black jeans, and black boots. Nice.
Simple, but effective.
I sighed in jealousy. " Yes, turd, you look very nice" I said without care in my voice. "Thank you peasant. You look nice too." a smile was on her face.
Aw so sweet
I looked down at what I was wearing today. A red sweater "CLARK." was written across it in black bold letters. Yeah, Swag 101. Black skinny jeans and red vans finished of my outfit for the day. See, i DO have swag. '" Oh, Shit Em! is my hair looking ratchet?" panic in my voice. Emma looked up from her iphone, she was playing Angry birds. like.
THIS BITCH. Looked at me.
and.
LAUGHED.
"um, it looks pretty shitty" she said trying to contain her laughs.
I groaned.
"come with me, to the bathroom, like NoW" i need her to hurry up before Austin walks in the room and sees my ratchet-ness. AINT NOBODY GOT TIME FOR DAT.
By this time everyone was on the bean bags and on their phones.
Our Generation Everybody.
I put my bad down on my bean bag and Emma put hers on her own chair. I should make sure no one takes our seats..oh..
" Hey, can you guys make sure no one sits here? We have to go to the bathroom. Please" I was begging to these to mahomies.
"Yeah, sure" They nodded
Thank god for their amazing souls."Thanks!" with that i grabbed Emma's hand and rushed out of the room.
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"I'm so nervous.." I told emma while looking in the mirror. "cmon, don't be" she tried to sound comforting.
I looked in the mirror. Ugh, im so ugly, i swear. Austin likes blondes. He has NEVER said anything about Black girls. Well, whatever. I'm fabulous anyways so *flips hair*
I don't have a nice smile, i have braces. They're like a Lavender BTW. Really, brings out my brown eyes. haha that sounded dumb af.
I fixed my hair, praying that it would stay straight for atleast for the rest of the day.
" You ready?" Emma asked. I slowly turned towards her. Like, at a REALLY SLOW pace.
"I was born ready" cockiness had taken over my body. "okay..weirdo.." she responded unsurely.
WHAT. A. NERD.
We both skipped down the hall back to the room were the interview was. I bet it didn't start yet. But, i was wrong..
Awkward.
As soon as I opened the door all eyes were on us. That's not even the bad thing! Austin was in the MIDDLE of his performance -.-
Like, FML
He looked at the both of us. Then, he looked at my shirt...
"I like your shirt." thats all he said but with a smirk on his face
The WHOLE AND I MEAN WHOLE ROOM WAS LAUGHING. I just stood there then the worst thing that could ever happen....HAPPENED
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FanfictionWe walked into the room laughing and the whole room got quite."I like your shirt" was all he says with a smirk on his beautiful face. I looked down at my shirt "CLARK." Oh great.