How Pizza Saved My Love Life

10."You look cute when you're angry."

Today is Monday.

Which means, Jay and I will start our act today. Which means I have to look good at school today. Which means I actually have to put effort into how I look.

Fuck life.

I'm standing at the mirror with makeup products scattered around and outfits littering the floor. I have been wondering what will I do with my hair and face since they were both so damn ugly. For some reason I felt like it was a lot of pressure to be Jordan Lawrence's girlfriend. I had an urge to look decent even though I was not obligated to.

My phone suddenly rang bringing me out of my trance of thoughts. I was slightly surprised that it was Jay to he completely honest. I should probably get used to this.

"I'm picking you up princess." He says in a flirtatious tone.

"You're really good at acting, you know that?"

"It's not acting. It's infatuation Aubrey."

"Yeah right. What time are you coming?" I ask him hoping he would wait like fifteen minutes for the least.

"Like now-ish."

Fuck !!!!

"No please you need to give me like ten extra minutes!"

"Five."

"Fine, five. Just..wait." I hang up quickly and run to the closet for like the one millionth time in the past half hour.

I finally pick out a casual light grey dress and pair it with black and white converse. I put on my no-makeup-makeup look that I've seen a tutorial on the other day. It doesn't look cakey but at the same time I don't look like an ogre. So yeah. Think I look okay.

Okay now, hair.

Where the fuck do I even start?

Get your shit together Aubrey.

"Okay, what do we have here?" I ask myself like a crazy person. My hair looks like it has been washed in the washing machine five times and then was left to air dry in a fucking hurricane.

Do I straighten it?

Nope. Ain't nobody got time for that.

I have finally reached the solution to put it in a messy bun and add a cute headband to the look. I fluff out the bun and boom. All done!

I ignore the ringing sounds from my phone and look for my favorite perfume. Jordan is texting me and I know that it's been longer than five minutes but I'm just not ready, okay?!

Where the hell is my perfume?

Oh. There it is under the bed. Oops.

"Aubrey!"

He can't be serious.

Oh my fucking shit.

"Aubrey if you don't come down right now I will leave!" He is literally yelling from the street. He is actually screaming from his car.

God help him find his mind.

I totally forget about the perfume and grab my bag and a few text books before running down to his car. I know that if I didn't come down now he would have kept yelling.

"Fucking dumbass! You woke up the entire street!" I hit him once I'm seated.

"It's been fifteen minutes. Fifteen Aubrey!" He yells back.

"You don't understand! You're not a girl!"

"Since when do you spend time on your the outfits you wear to school, huh?"