~Chapter 8~
Paige's P.O.V.
My heart squeezed at 'I Love You.' I found myself smiling and looked to my mother. She was also smiling.
"Paige, let's go and get you ready. You’re going to look beautiful." She gushed.
"Yeah Pai!" I heard Tracey squeak my her nicname for me. "You’re gonna look like a princess!" She squealed.
Candy's P.O.V.
Bring...Bring...Bring...Bring -Click- Hello you've reached the voice mail of Candy, I'm can't get to the phone right now because I'm kind of busy! So leave a message thanks! -After the tone leave a message- Beeeeeeep.
Ugh, I need to change that so bad.
"Uh hey Candy? It's Alec if your home pick up the phone." I jumped up when I heard it was Alec's voice. I ran to the phone and almost killed myself slipping on the stupid rug.
"Hello?" I said trying to sound calm that I just ran from up stairs top floor to the downstairs basement. Why was the damn thing in the basement?
"Oh hey? I got a question." He said. Why is he calling me for a question? Ugh unless he wants to hang out or go out somewhere-. I smirked to myself. He wants to hang out or something. Paige hasn't remembered him. He's noticing.
"Kay shoot."
"Okay now since your friends with Paige and...." He continued talking. I zoned out. Paige... Paige. Paige! What the hell is he calling me about Paige?! He's supposed to be seeing she's never going to remember him! Never!
"Uh actually Alec I have to go so yeah bye."
"Wait bu-" -Beep- I hung up the phone. Why is it always Paige?! I hate her so fucking much. Next time I'm alone with her. I'm finishing what I started!
"Your over Paige Sage Elizabeth! Over!" I screamed throughing everything in my reaching. "You stupid bitch!"
Paige's P.O.V.
6:57 PM
After being sat in a chair for hours with my back towards the mirror all day, not moving. I was stiff. It felt like my mother had covered me with make up. My hair fixed to something I couldn't imagine. I was scared to look into the mirror. "Ah, done. Ready to see?"
"Yeah" I said as she spun me around. And my breath caught. I was amazed. I was really pretty. Okay I know what your thinking. It's like in every book. the girl gets her make up and hair done and she's like "whoa, I look amazing." Well, that was like baby talk compared to this. All the bruieses I had, were gone. The darkness around my eye, where it had looked black, was gone. My mom had been able to cover them it all up. My face was a perfect light peach and my lips were a pink. They were a light Salmon pink. A thin, but enough eye liner under my eyes. It made my green eyes pop even more emerald and I didn't look like a racoon either. My hair was let down and had soft waves and curls, with a good volume. The black dress he left for me was a perfect fit. It was indeed a laced black dress. It was a spaghetti strap, with a V neck, it hugged under my breasts, and flowed out. I felt beautiful. Not beaten down and broken, ugly. Beautiful.
"Mom I don't know what to say."
"You look beautiful." She smiled and her eyes sparkled.
"Like a princess Pai!" Tracey said."I told yuh, you would." I smiled and hugged them both. And just then the doorbell rang through out the house. When I heard the door a smile grew on my face. And when I opened the door, it grew even more when it was returned by the person in front of me.
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Forgotten Memory (Editing)
RomanceForgetting something you know you're supposed to remember is very annoying, but what happens if that something or someone is important. Like let's say you forgot the guy your head of heels for and the supposed to be best friend that is apparently so...
