All Cause of Soccer

Chapter 4: Dude, bro, mate.

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"You what? No way am I going to help you."

"Please" Lucy, Vanessa, and I plead.

"Ugh fine." Samuel gives in at last.

Samuel is my only guy friend who is mature enough to give me some advices. I've known him since I was 5 years old. Also, I suspect that he likes Lucy but is too afraid to admit it. I mean look at the way he acts when he is around her.

I secretly used to envy Lucy because she was so perfect and pretty. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes. Vanessa was a Latina. Half American and Latin. She had slightly tan skin and beautiful green eyes. Lots of guys liked her probably because she was hot.

While I on the other hand, am a completely utter mess. I have plain boring brown eyes and light caramel brown hair. The thing is people always mistakes me for Aaron. I do not look like that brat.

I must admit I am quite good at giving relationship advices. You know that one friend who can gives good advices but then they are single. That friend is me, well used to be , but still.

"We can go to my dads workplace and somehow work it out." Samuel offers. "Thanks Sam" hugs Lucy. Samuel blushes like a tomato and hugs her back.

Vanessa and I exchange 'the look' and smirk slightly.
"A better love story than Twilight." I sigh dramatically. The two lovebirds jump away from each other.

Lucy glares at me, "What are you on about, Ellie?"

I wiggle my eyebrows, "Okay, I'm not saying anything...yet."

"Okay can we just go to my dads workplace." Samuel insists.

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"Sometimes I wonder what I am doing with my life."

We were currently trying to sneak into Sam's dads hair salon place. He was a famous hair stylist.

Samuel orders, "Okay, Lucy and Vanessa stay here on the lookout while Elise and I will try to find a wig that matches her brothers hair and fits her.

I wanted to cut my hair at first but realised that I needed to meet up with my mom at the weekends like I promised so I can't cut my hair.

We find hair extensions and soon we find wigs. Taking my out my phone, I show it to Sam. "Okay this is what my brother looks like,"

After deciding on a wig, we rush out.

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I sip on my refresher at Starbucks. I had always wanted to try the 'Pink Drink' from the secret menus.

"Guys, I need to snapchat our drinks." I take a picture.

You see the thing is this was reality. I mean we don't go saving damsels in distress in real life, do we?

"Okay so what? I'm all set?" I question Samuel.

"Yeah you are!" He replies.