A Summer Romance

Chapter Nine - Skylar and Ryan

Chapter Nine - Skylar and Ryan

"Stop waiting for the perfect moment...Take THIS day, THIS moment and lead it to perfection."

-Dr. Steven Maraboli

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Skylar

Why did I pick this dress again?"

"Because you look hot in it." Chloe giggled.

I looked down at myself in the dress I bought again and started to bite my nails. Why was I nervous, you might ask?

Because, the last time I wore a dress was the summer before seventh grade. And it wasn't a fancy, pretty, flashy dress, no. It was a black, plain, boring, depressing, dress.

The type of dress you'd wear to a funeral.

My mind spun off to think of that day almost eleven years ago, all of my dads friends came, my mother's friends came, a few of my friends came, but my mother didn't come. She didn't want to see my father dead, but I believe that her real reason was for not giving a damn whether he was alive or not.

Chloe immediately smacked my hand away from my mouth and shook her head, "What did I tell you about biting your nails? You'll ruin your nails. I spent a god damn hour on those!"

I rolled my eyes and looked over at Chloe with her blonde hair curled, in her pink bridesmaid dress...who had pink bridesmaid dresses? I mean really? Of all colors, you choose pink?

Obviously Morgan and I have different taste.

Chloe straightened the last strand of my hair and let out a girly squeal, "Skylar, you look so good!" I smiled at her and went to turn around to look in the mirror, but Chloe stopped me.

I raised an eyebrow and a slow smirk spread over her face, "You, Skylar Roberts, aren't aloud to see yourself."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I forbid you from looking in a mirror. Until we get to the wedding that is." I shook my head, "And why is that exactly?"

She shrugged, "Because I know that you would try your hardest to not leave the room looking the way you look now."

I immediately cringed. Fantabulous. I probably look like some prostitute. Great, just great.

Luke is so going to kill me.

"I don't look like a slut do I?"

She let out a bark of laughter and shook her head, "You really are something different Skylar." And then she opened the door to reveal a very sexy Ryan, leaning against the wall in front of my door. His head immediately snapped to look at me and his jaw literally dropped open.

I don't know if that means I look nice, or, again, like a prostitute.

His eyes rolled over me slowly as mine did the same to him. He was wearing what you should wear at any wedding; a black tux, but something about it on him made the tux look that much hotter. His hair was messed up, probably from running his hands through it, and his tie was undone.

He was the definition of sexy.

Wait a minute, doesn't Andrew Garfield get that title?

Well if anything, he gets a very close second...

Chloe snapped us both back to reality with a clap of her hands, "Okay! So I'll see you guys later. Ian's waiting for me out front." She gave me a hug and walked out of my room, her heels clicking against the hardwood floors as she went.