Bad Boy In Love

Chapter 7- Whistling and Banging

"No! Mom. I am not wearing that," I point to the lavender colored strapless dress that is by the mid-thigh.

"Why not? It's beautiful," she put it over me.

"If its beautiful to you then why don't you wear it mom," I rolled my eyes and walked through isles with different dresses. There where big poofy dresses and there were small tight ones.

"Tyler! Just please? At least try this one on," My mom ran to me and showed me a baby blue-ish type of color. It was strapless with the heart shape, It didn't look like it would be tight but it doesn't look like it is too loose.

It was beautiful but I hate dresses and my mom knows that.

She gave me a innocent face. No, No, Tyler don't fall for it.

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"Okay fine," I gave in.

She jumped in excitement and I snatched it out her hand. I sluggishly walked into the fitting rooms and close the door.

I turned around and see a mirror in front of me. I see a boney seventeen year old girl with no type of body shape. Great, Tyler just, great. Ugh, why can I be a curvy girl?

I take off my shirt and slip the dress over me but I am keeping my pants on.

"C'mon Tyler."

I open the door and my mom quickly got up, then sighed.

"Tyler go back in that fitting room take off the pants and put these heels on," she demanded with heels dangling in front of my face.

"But Mom. You kno-"

"I don't care. Go," she snapped.

She pointed to the door. I rolled my eyes, grabbed the heels and walk in the fitting room.

I shut the door and lock it. Ugh I hate this.

I slowly slip off my pants and see my bare legs. They were so pale. Gosh this is why I hate dresses.

I take off my converse, take off my socks. I hate showing my feet but thank God these heels are not opened toe. I put on one heel and then the other. I stand up and try to catch my balance. I take a look in the mirror and I look like I haven't been in the sun for over twenty years, and every thing is so bare.

How the fuck do you walk in these?

I swing open the door and my mom gasped.

"You look so beautiful!"

I put my hands on my hips and give her the 'stop fucking lying to me' look.

"What, you don't like it?"

Ding, Ding, Ding.

"Why not," she gave me a concerned look.

"First off, you know I don't like dresses. Second, I look too skinny and I have no shape, at all."

Then all of a sudden I heard whistling and banging on glass.

I turned my head and see three boys, no idiots banging on a window and their eyes glued on me.

I rubbed my eyes to make sure it was just my imagination. Nope this is reality.

Ryder, Chris and Alex are drooling over a nerd.

What a life I have.

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