Revenge: A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter 14: Girls Night Out Part 3

Chapter 14: Girls Night Out Part 3

Macs POV. (Sexybeast)XD!

An hour in and Bella is playing baseball, or atleast trying to, with Edward's family. Thank God, it's about to get interesting. I love this part! You can beat the trackers!

All's fair in love and war!

Atleast now I don't have to sit here board watching their claimed love for each other.

Violence! Death!

So what, I've seen this a few times before.

It's not a total chick flick! There is some violence.... Kind of.

Don't judge, I'm too sexy for reasoning.

Sorry, I'm getting all fan girl on you, I'm team Edward. He's just so intimidating that no one would mess with him. And his skin sparkled. Who wouldn't want sparkly skin. I'd look sexy with sparkly skin. I'm already sexy but this would be a water drowling sexy that I wouldn't know what to do with myself. Okay, I heard that Jen. I'm not gay. Jen is my inner voice, my conscience.

"Can you get me a popcorn?!?" I hear Savannah whisper.

"Sure. what size?"

"Small. I don't want to get fat on you."

Awww. So sweet. NOT REALLY!

'Fat on me'? Why would I care? Popcorn won't make you fat. Sure this would be the second bag of popcorn but seriously? It's technically a vegetable. It's part of the vegetable family. I showed up for cooking class. And 'fat on me'! Ha. Girl, the only time you'd be on me is if we were having sex. Which.....

With that, I get out of my seat hoping my thoughts will leave me. I head out of the theatre to the lobby where the popcorn stand is.

Evie's POV.

I have to pee. I HAVE to pee. I HAVE TO PEE!!!

I break my hand from Logan's hand. Sweat was all over my fingers. Ewwww. GROSS!!

And, shit I'm gonna miss my favorite part. Bella is being gonna be tracked. Ughhhhhhh. Maybe I can wait.

Nope.

I can't. I HAVE TO PEE!!!

I get up out of my seat probably distracting everyone, and if I was anyone but me I'd probably feel embarassed, but being me that's not my biggest problem. I HAVE TO PEE!!!!

I rush to the door at the back of the theatre head toward the lobby.

The bathroom should be by the popcorn stand.

I break out in almost a sprint in my dress that is flairing in every direction as I run and my four inch heels.

One of my shoes lands weirdly on the carpet and I try to keep running.

Well that was a stupid idea. My fedora is bouncing on the top of my head in sinc with my curls.

I HAVE TO PEE!!!

As I'm running I look down to make sure my shoes aren't totally ruined. Shoot. My ankle, it kills. I practically fall into someone.

Popcorn flies everywhere.

As I look up my hat falls of.

Blue/grey eyes were an inch away from mine.

My body was pressed up to his.

I took a step back.

Why the hell was Mac here?!?

"You dropped your hat," Mac says stepping forward, his breath brushing my face, close to me then bends down for the hat.