"You know, sunflowers are my favorite flower?"
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. And you were standing there, looking up at me like a sunflower looks at the sun. You're just as beautiful, too, if not more."
Celeste gets talked into going to see Never Shout Nev...
Current crisis: nothing in my closet. Absolutely nothing to wear. Don't get me wrong, I had lots of clothes, way too many. But just nothing to wear for this dumb concert tonight.
I was standing in front of my closet, leaning on the door frame, scanning my eyes repeatedly across the printed fabric that hung up along the rods. With a sigh, I sulked and trudged over to my bed, falling face first onto it right next to Bri.
"BRI," I cried out, elongating the e sound, "NOTHING. I'm about to back out of this stupid concert," I rolled over, defeated. This outfit fiasco had been going on for two and a half hours.
"Celeste, really?" She stood up and walked into my closet. After a minute of being hidden, she emerged, holding denim high waisted shorts, a black Vans tee, black Nikes, and a white beanie. "Here!" She shoved it all towards me. I was kind of speechless. I was horrible at coming up with outfits but Brielle was always my go to. I quickly changed then ran into the bathroom to put on some makeup. Seven minutes later and my wings, mascara, and nude lips were done. I parted my hair, shook it up a little, then threw on the beanie before walking out.
"Alright bitch, I am finished!" I said with a pose and a peace sign.
"Oo sexy! Chris will be ALL over you," she smirked with a laugh. Anxiously she asked, "how do I look?? You think Hayden will notice me??" She was wearing a lacy white, off the shoulder romper with lace up gladiator sandals. I jokingly rolled my eyes but smiled reassuringly and replied,
"Honestly, you're a fucking babe, not even a joke. If I was into chicks, we'd be dating right now!" She smiled and said thanks before walking to the bathroom. Now that I was alone I started having doubts. I wasn't sure why I was going to this concert. I didn't like Never Shout Never, at least not anymore. The guys were assholes now and had just become full of themselves as time went on. I didn't want to go and support them but I knew I had to go for Brielle. She had been begging me for weeks and even bought the ticket for me. "I have to go," I thought to myself while looking in the mirror and spraying on perfume.
"You ready to go?" Bri asked as she came out of the bathroom, breaking me from my thoughts. She grabbed her purse and headed to the door.
"Yes ma'am!" I replied optimistically. I followed her to the door and locked it on our way out. We headed down the hall to the elevator of my apartment building to get in her car and make our way to the concert.
