~TIANA JACOBS' POV~
"We're going dress shopping tomorrow and on Friday, we're going to get our nails done right after school - I've booked an appointment - and we're going to your place to get ready. You're sleeping over after the Formal," Julienne told me and I furrowed my eyebrows together. I was honestly lost.
More importantly, I'm amazed at how she managed to say all that in one breath.
I realised that I was supposed to be retaliating. "Where is the part where I get a say in this?" I asked her.
She pretended to look up and think a little and then, she turned to me, "There's no such part," she smiled, answering my question, making Blade and West laugh at us.
At least I tried retaliating.
Hah, retaliating. What's that?
Can I eat that?
I made my way out of my Calculus class, sighing. Oh God, I don't think I'll ever survive that class. Sure, I do get the class, I understand it, but it's how boring that class is.
It doesn't help that it's an AP class.
I don't even have Blade, Julienne or West in that class, making it really hard for me to share my pain. I'm not so much of a bad student, I'm more of an average.
Just kidding, who am I messing with?
I'm fucking genius.
'Scuse the language!
I made my way to my locker and opened it, placing my things inside neatly because I didn't need any books, seeing that my next class was P.E. and my things are inside my gym locker. Some juniors were standing around near my locker, and I saw them turn to me from the corner of my eyes.
"Hi, Tiana," one of them greeted and I turned to look at them fully.
"Hey," I smiled at them.
"I'm Christine, Junior. I just wanted to ask if you're... going to the Formal with Blade Jackson?" she asked.
I laughed, "I'm not going with him, why?" I asked.
"Because I heard that he asked you to be his date," she said sheepishly.
"Really? I didn't receive any question from him. All he said was that Julienne, West, himself and I should all go together to the Formal. I don't think he's going with anyone, though," I smiled at her.
She bit her lip as if contemplating to ask me a question. "So it's okay if I ask him to the Formal?" she finally let out.
"Oh gosh, relax!" I laughed. "Definitely, go for it! Good luck, Christine," I grinned, waving at them and walking away.
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"Can you turn again?" Julienne asked, focusing. I turned and we both sighed. "No," she said and I groaned.
"Jules, it's been five boutiques and endless dresses. I swear, this is the last one," I told her and she nodded.
She handed a floor length dress and I gave her a look before going back into the changing room and getting changed, yet again. I looked at myself in the mirror and I grinned at my own reflection. This is it.
The dress had a sweetheart neckline, the bodice in white lace, and it ended with a royal blue cloth belt, the skirt also the same color.
I walked out of the changing room, facing Julienne again and she shrieked, jumping up and down in excitement. "That's the dress!" she giggled and I squealed a little to myself, finally finding the dress.
