Carla made her that's-so-weird-face.
"Yea he was creepy"
"But hot" she repeated what I had said earlier.
"Yea, hot" I agreed as I packed more French fries into my mouth.
"How was your day" I looked at her.
"Boring" "awww"
She rolled her eyes.
I hated clubs but a boring Carla would mean a boring evening.
"Get dressed,we are going out"
She smiled and then looked confused "but you hate night outings"
"Who said I was going to a club,you better get ready before I change my mind" She laughed and ran upstairs.
The fashion event was packed and it felt good,Carla bubbled with excitement as she wormed her way through the crowd,dragging me along, I adjusted my chiffon jacket to avoid any picky eye on my cleavage...Carla had picked what we both wore...I wore a pleated tube gown with my hair styled into a doughnut while Carla's hair splayed down her back and a no-jacket- covering-her-cleavage-LBD (made her take a jacket),we wore matching heels.
Bumping into the back of someone while turning after getting a drink. I stared at the hunk with beautiful eyes and the most unbelievable sculpted lips,his chin was sharp and Chris Hemsworth has got nothing on him,the most fascinating part was, didn't I see all this before??
He wore a striped shirt and black jeans, he wasn't smiling as usual until he looked at me closely.
"Alisha"
"Dylan"
