Lights. Camera. Action.

Chapter Eleven

Atter i bought the hat, the next store i bought a cute white shirt, some jewlery, and Danielle bought a pair of MissMe Jeans. And Cheyanne bought almost a whole new wardrobe. About five dresses, two pairs of shoes, i think maybe three shirts, and a pair of jeans.

Wow. Lot's of dollars.

But we were all bonding. Even Danielle and Cheyanne were sharing secrets to eachother, which, i thought, was a good sign.

"Starbucks anyone?" Cheyanne said with her new pair of glasses on.

"I'm in,"Dani said.

"Diddo." i agreed. We started to walk threw the mall towards the exit, but suddenly, Cheyanne and Dani had to pee. "Fine." i said. "Just go, i'll be at the food court."

They nodded. "K, be right back!" They left there bags around me, and ran giggling to the girl's room.

I laughed after them, and leaned back into my chair. Jesus, this was my FAVORITE day. Some one sat at the chair across from me. I opened my eyes, and took off my sunglasses. "Sorry, those seats are taken." i said to the boy watching me carefully.

I blushed. "Uhm... sir? I said those seats are taken."

"I heard you." he smiled.

I stared at him in silence. "Uhm. Ok. Well, bye."

"Please dont go." he said, holding my hand.

Creep! i shouted to myself. But i sat down again, shaking off his hand. "What?" i said, "Do you want an audograph?"

"Can i see your hand?"

I glanced at the bathroom, but hey werent back yet. Shit. "S-Sure..." i mumbled, pushing my shaking hand forward.

He got out a pen and wrote down a cell phone number. He looked up t me. "I'm Ethan."

I nodded. "Ok. Well, uhm, i'm--"

"Haven." he said. "I searched you up."

I stared oodly at this kid. "Uhm, so who's number is this?" i said, practically hugging myarm.

"Mine. I'll meet you here tomorrow at eight."

"No, wait, i cant--"

Ethan got up and left.

Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitt.

"Yah, and then he just... walked away." i finsihed my story, then slurped at my Vanilla Beam (not a big fan of coffee.)

Cheyanne stared blackly at me. "Are you going to go?"

"I-I dont know, i mean, he looked maybe sixteen."

"Underage!" Dani exclaimed. "Cant date him!"

I stared at her. "Technicolly, it's just i cant have sex with him. But, i agree. Way to young. But, i might just go to tell him that i'm not his type?" i siggested. I mean, seeing that kid at the food court all sad and depressed cause i didnt come would make me feel bad.

"Ok, but we HAVE to come." Cheyanne said.

I nodded. "Of course, just, like, hide. And when i take all my hair off shoulder, that means come and tell me we have a cast meeting or something. Deal?" i asked, looking at both of them.

"Of course. So when's our date?" Dani asked.

"Six o'clock tomorrow." i replied.

Cheyanne laughed. "Why? 'Cause his curfew is eight? Haha!!"

I shrugged. "That was my curfew in high school... well, on week days."

"Maybe," Cheyanne said, taking a drink of her mocha, "But still. I cant believe that happened! There must have been a lot of awkward silences, huh?"

"A ton!" i exclaimed.

Cheyanne and Dani laughed.

I leaned back in my chair and did an over-exaggerated pounting face with my arms crossed.

Still, they laughed.

What good friens  have.

Eventually, i giggled along with them.

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Sorry for another short chap but its MY curfew! Haha... i dont even think i spelled that right... oh well!!

Random time!!!

Boy calls girl on her cell....

Boy: Can i come over?

Girl: Never.

Boy: Why not?

Girl: Because i dont like you!!!!! *hangs up.*

Haha!!!!

Remeber...

COMMENT, FAN, VOTE PLEASSSSEEEE!!