"You ready?" Dylan laced his fingers with mine, as we sat in his car, preparing for the first day of filming. I looked up at Dylan and smiled through my nervousness.
"Yupp." I smiled unhooking my seat belt and letting go of dylan's hand. He did the same, and we got out of his car, and walked toward the building.
~|'-'|~ After Filming ~|'-'|~
"You did great!" I pursed my lips and looked at the glove box, while Dylan headed back to my apartment.
"No I didn't, I felt like I was fake." Dylan glanced at me before returning his eyes to the rode.
"You weren't though. Don't let your nerves get to you." I reached my hand down and traced his fingers.
"I guess you're right." I nudge the top of his hand with my own and he flipped his hand allowing me to trace his palm.
"What do you see oh wise one?" He smiled glancing at me.
"I'm not a palm reader." I said smiling.
"Try." He opened his palm wide.
"Well, I think this line is called your life line." I pursed my lips looking between his hand and my own. "You have a long life line." I looked at mine. "I've heard people say that the 'M' shape means you're destined for marrriage, but I was told that in first grade so i'm not sure." I then glanced at his ring finger. "Then I heard, the longer your ring finger is the more sex drive you have." I lightly traced over the 'M'.
"Oh, do I?" He looked at me with a smirk.
"I don't know, Do you?" He smiled, pulling up to the apartment.
"Maybe." He smirked again turning off the car.
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When I got to our apartment, I couldn't help but gag at the sight I saw. "Rachel! You have a room!" Rachel and Tyler were having a make out session on the couch, but it was obvious it was going else where. Rachel looked up and started laughing.
"Weren't expecting you back so soon." I rolled my eyes setting my keys down by the door.
"Well, we're back. Get your shirts on." Tyler started smiling before he handed Rachel her shirt.
"So how was your first day filming?" Tyler said slipping his own on.
"Great but nerve wracking." I slid my jacket off and threw it on a chair in the living room.
"I told you to stop being so nervous. You did great." Dylan had wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into a hug. I smiled before leaning up and giving him a kiss.
"Nerves don't work like that." I pushed away from him and plopped down in a chair adjacent to the couch. Grabbing the remote I started flipping through the channels before leaving it on MTV. "Why is teen mom so appealing to people?"
"Because it's about kids getting pregnant." Tyler said helping Rachel up.
"Or the drama." Rachel said leaning on the now seated Tyler.
"Or the idiocy of it all." I said tossing Rachel the remote. I stood back up and headed for my room. "Hey Rachel, did you take my black hoodie with the skull printed strings?" I walked over to my closet and started searching through it. Our belongings finally made it here from Pennsylvania.
"Uh no." Rachel yelled back at me.
"I remember hanging it up in here Rachel, and it's gone." I huffed searching through my closet more. "Rachel, are you positive you didn't take it to wear when you went out to smoke or something last night?"
"I'm fucking absolutely positive Ally." She said starting to get pissed.
"Did you mistake it for being dirty when you went to go wash things this morning?"
"I didn't put anything in the washer this morning." I scrunched my brows together walking off to the laundry room.
"Then who put this on?" I opened the lid and started searching through the wet clothing.
"I thought you did last night." Rachel said with edge to her voice.
"I don't remember doing laundry..." I whispered to myself. I found my hoodie in the wet clothing and it only served to peak my interest more.
"Was it in there?" Rachel called to me.
"Uh, Yeah." I shook my head and switched the clothing to the dryer. "Did our land lady do our laundry? Because I don't remember doing it." I said coming back into the living room.
"Maybe, she refilled the pantry." Rachel said turning to look at me.
"Oh, well okay." I turned and went back into my room. I was in the middle of grabbing pajam pants and a pajama top when Dylan came into the room.
"Do you want to go somewhere tonight? Maybe out to dinner? This time, not ending in you being mauled by someone." I laughed looking back at him.
"Definitely."
"Then go get ready. I'll be back to pick you up at 8." He smiled before shutting the door behind himself.
I smiled walking over to my closet and grabbing a few dresses. I looked over at my alarm clock and saw it was only 6. I smiled and went to get into the shower.
Half an hour passed and I was out. It was taking longer then I imagined it would, to choose between to two dresses.
"Rachel! Come here!" I hear the couch squeak, and footsteps.
"What's up?" She said opening the door, leaning in the door way.
"What dress should I go with? Dylan's taking me to dinner." Rachel bit her lip. "What?" I looked at her, eye brows raised.
"Mmmmm. I think those are pretty dresses, but not right for a dinner date. Wait right here." She walked away.
"Yes, because I'm going to frolick through a daisy field in the mean time." I rolled my eyes going over to my closet to put the dresses away.
"This would be perfect." Rachel came walking through the door holding a one shouldered purple fitted dress.
"How come you know his favorite color is purple?" I eyed her smiling. She just smiled back.
"I was a fan once. Then I met him in real life." She laughed a little laying the dress down.
"You and Tyler should go on a date too. Not with us. but your own little thing." She smiled.
"No, we like the couch." I rolled my eyes shooing her out of the room so I could get dressed.
"Keep it to your room. I'd hate for you to have to clean to couch. suede is really hard to clean." I shoved her out the door and shut it behind her, hearing her laugh slightly.
I slipped on the dress, and went into my closet to search for heels that would match it. I found a pair of black velvet heels. I smiled slipping them on and standing up. I was a full 3 inches taller. Yessss. I then walked over to the mirror and started on my make up. When that was done, I brushed through my hair, getting the curler out to curl it softly. I sprayed the curls with a bit of hairspray and I was finished.
I smiled at myself in the mirror, seeing the time on the alarm clock behind me I sighed. It was still 20 to 8. I walked over to the dresser and pulled out a small velvet clutch. I put make up and my wallet in it, before searching in the dresser for my cigerettes. I pulled one out of the pack and waled over to my window. I pushed it open a bit and lit my cigerette. After a few puffs I put the cigerette in the ash tray and walked over to my phone checking the time before putting it in the clutch. It was 7:55.
I walked back over to the window, taking another drag from my cig before tossing it out the window. I heard a knock on my bedroom door. "Allyson, Dyaln's here." I heard Rachel say happily through the door.
"Alright, I'll be right there!" I shut the window locking it, and quickly walked toawrd my door, shutting the ligths off behind me.
