Message in a Bottle

Let's Go Shopping (5)

Chapter 5

*Ciara's POV*

It was around 2 o'clock and I haven't talked to Mike, him and Mason were taking a nap. I called Jordan and she was on her way to pick me up, we were going to go shopping for an outfit for my date.

Mike has never loved anything more than he loves Mason, no matter how mad he gets, he would never touch Mason. So I felt sort of okay with leaving him here, but it's not like I have an option, I wouldn't be able to contradict Mike's final word without expecting to get beaten half to death.

I heard the rumble of Jordan's car in the drive way and I stand up from the kitchen chair. I'm wearing black leggings and a baggy purple shirt that I got for Christmas this year but it's been tucked in my drawer for months, I forgot I had even owned it. I take a deep breath and walk out the door. Jordan was in her car, grinning a bright smile. I wish I could smile like that, and actually mean it.

I pull open the door and plop onto the leather seats, "I'm so happy you called him!" She beams instantly.

I laugh uncomfortably, "I guess."

"What does his voice sound like?" She puts her car into reverse and backs out of the drive way, turning onto the empty street.

I think a bit. His voice was raspy and deep, it almost sounded familiar. "Low and sexy," I giggle after I say the words. I had already told her all of the other details earlier today on the phone and she was excited for me. All of my friends have been encouraging me to find someone else for months. "What if he's unattractive?"

Jordan keeps her eyes on the road but I could tell this was a fear in her mind, as well as one in mine. "He won't be!" She assures me, beeping the horn at a driver who had pulled out in front of us. Some people in London made me question how they ever got their license, they were terrible drivers.

"Hopefully," I sigh, pulling my cheap purse strap over my shoulder. We had just arrived at a store named Debs and Jordan was slowing down the car and pulling into a parking spot directly in front of the boutique.

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It felt like forever trying on outfit after outfit, and of course I didn't like a single one. I was one of the most pickiest people in the world. The date was at a very formal restaurant, so I couldn't just go in jeans and a shirt. I had to wear a dress or a skirt, something elegant.

Jordan was going hard at finding outfits though, she would throw some over the dressing room door and then set out and search for more through out the store. The choices were never ending. I groan as I put a simple black dress over my body, straightening out the wrinkles as I stare at my reflection. The dress was sleeveless and ends around my mid thighs, it hugs my curves and makes me look thinner than I already am and honestly, I think it makes me look pretty.

"Jordan!" I yell, swinging open the dressing room door. She was just coming over with more options but once she saw what I was wearing, her mouth drops open.

"You look," she stops in her tracks and just stares at me, "amazing!" I go back to the mirror and look at the dress from all angles, it was perfect, it wasn't too fancy and it wasn't too plain.

"This is the one," I breath out, feeling relieved that I found an outfit that would give a fantastic first impression on Edward.

"Indeed," she says in agreement, smiling like crazy.

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