a/n
okay so in the picture above that's what triz is wearing but without the gold necklace and the white shorts. i know i know your like wow damn she's picky
i just don't like necklace and the white shorts.
just imagine no necklace and just black shorts.
i honestly hate writing authors notes because your just here to read a story and not hear a person go on and on about the chapter but I have reasons for authors notes so. sorry to keep you waiting.
xo
triz
i take a quick shower and put a little concealer and mascara.
i honestly hate wearing makeup.
it just bothers me and i hate cakey faces ya know.
im more all natural.
i have about 20 minutes left and i haven't started my hair.
okay yeah i don't curl or straighten my hair at all with a iron.
i naturally have wild curls.
just a little moose can help my curls stay tight but soft.
i put some moose in my hair and let the curlyness flow.
i grab my white Air Force 1s and slip them on.
i don't like heels either.
i rather be comfy then breaking my heels.
literally.
then the door bell rings.
"COMING!" i scream.
i put my,
- charger
- phone
- wallet
- and socks
in my little purse.
first time im ever wearing a purse.
yay.
i hate wearing purses too!
look,
i just like being comfy then glamorous soo.
and yes what happens if your socks get sweaty or something just have a pair in case someone else needs them or emergencies.
i open the front door and jack is holding a bouquet of white flowers.
i gasp a little because
never has nate given me
ANYTHING.
i fling my arms around jack.
"thank you so much. i.. i didn't get you anything. can we stop somewhere to get you something on the way back jack?" i say.
"no no im treating you tonight." jack says closing the door behind me and opening the car door for me.
"such a gentleman." i whisper.
before jack can get to the other side i reach over and open the car door for him.
"why did you just open the door for me?" jack chuckled.
"it's the least i can do." i shrugged.
jack drived off with my hand in his, while listening to hotline bling blast on the radio.
im in love with jack.
jack gilininsky.
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we pull up to a awfully familiar place but i just can't put finger on what place it is.
but i don't really care right now. im really happy im with my favorite person.
"jack." i whispered.
we are still in the car and jack turns of the car and looks at me.
"why are we whispering?" he whispered back.
i laugh and turn my head and smile at this beautiful sight in front of me.
"im the happiest girl in the world right now. i really hope you know that." i said not whispering this time.
jack put on the biggest cheesiest smile you ever see.
that just makes my heart beat really fast looking at it.
"triz, the day i laid eyes on you i was instantly the happiest person in the world." jack replied.
i fake pout.
"you always beat me at saying the right or nice thing." i said now crossing my arms.
jack chuckles and lightly taps my inner thigh.
"we have a dinner to go. reservations were made and we can not be late madam." jack said in a fancy rich guy accent.
i laugh as jack gets out the car.
i quickly swing my door open so he wouldn't open the door for me.
"ha ha i beat you to it!" i said sticking my tongue out at him.
we both laugh really hard for no apparent reason.
jack just makes me laugh and smile for completely nothing.
