At Sunrise

Chapter 26: The Boom Boom of their Sticks

Last night was surprisingly really fun. I was expecting awkward moments and Vincent's name popping up into the conversation. But none of that happened. I guess he isn't as bad as I thought. He's definitely a nice distraction.

He wouldn't tell me what he has planned for tonight but I'm willing to keep an open mind. He only told me to dress "edgy" and to wear shoes I could jump in, if necessary.

Lord knows what this boy has planned.

I decided on a a casual look, black tank with a red and black fannel shirt.
With the hangers still in hand, I hear the doorbell ring impatiently.

"One sec!" I immediately climb into my nearby silk robe and run downstairs grateful that my undergarments were already on. The doorbell rings again, twice this time and I sigh out of annoyance as I reach the bottom of the stairs. I open the door to a handsomely casual dressed Blake.

I lean on the frame with my arms crossed. "Hey, uh wait I thought you said to dress 'edgey'."

"I did."

I leaned off of the door frame and felt my weight shift to the other foot,"Well why didn't you dress 'edgy' yourself?"

"I'm wearing a black shirt and a bandana. That should be enough. Trust me no matter what I wear I'll stick out." Blake backs up to look at me and tilts his head, "Is this what you call edgy?"

"Ha ha. I was about to start getting ready before somebody started ringing my door bell like a mad man."

He shrugs his shoulders, "Ooops?"

"Yeah oops. Just come inside real quick and wait while I finish getting ready." I open the door and stand back so he can walk through the door. As he passes me he tries to go in for a hug and I accept it. Nothing too long.

"Alright so you go do you and get all 'girly-fied' and I'll hit the fridge for a pudding cup." Blake proceeds to walk into the kitchen and I hear the fridge open not long after.

I can see he sure has gotten comfortable with the place. I shake my head and go upstairs to get, as Blake called it, 'girly-fied'.

I make sure to lock the door only because I value my privacy. I do not need Blake to burst through the doors as I apply winged eyeliner. After several complicated steps my hair is curled and is half up half down with a small donut shaped bun at the top. My make up consists of a smokey eye and a deep red matte lipstick.

Overall I think I met the standards pretty well.

"Liv come on we're going to be late!"

I instinctively put down my mascarra brush and face the door, "Don't rush me!!"

I completed the outfit with a pair of ripped light blue jeans and black combat boots. Added a random black purse and was done.

I walk downstairs to find Blake on my white couch surrounded by empty chocolate pudding cups.

"Did you eat the entire pack?!"

He answers immediately, "No. Maybe. Sort of.....Yeah basically."

"Dude that was a twelve pack! Ohhh you are so dead." I stalk my way towards him and his eyes grow wide.

"Alright now easy there Godzilla, you can kill me later but right now we have to go." Blake takes my hand and leads me out the door before I an protest about the mess he left.

"Wait but the mess-"

"Don't worry about it, I'll clean it when we come back." I walk over to the passenger side and climb in.