Lie to me

Chapter 4: The Asshole comments on my breasts. Yep he went there.

Chapter 4: The asshole comments on my breasts. Yep, he went there.

The next morning came quicker than the gas that comes after chipotle.

It was sudden and terrifying.

And by terrifying I mean that I woke up to bugs sharing my bed with me.

I almost had a heart attack.

So I spent the morning spraying my room with every bug repellent known. I washed my bed covers at least twice and have my whole room a big check.

I only found a few.

I found too that Sarah has this problem.

"I woke to cockroaches on my face!" Sarah screams walking into the kitchen heading straight for the fridge. She pulls out the yoghurt and grabs two spoons before sitting beside me. Together we eat yoghurt and rant about our terrible morning.

"So what should we do today?" She asks after finishing telling me about the bugs in her underwear drawer.

I bite my lip and glance at her. "Hmm,  I don't know we could go shopping?"

She grins widely and before I know it she's pulling me off the chair.

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Five hours and six hundred dollars later we arrive back to our appartments with bags up our arms.

We both struggle to get through the door.

Shopping in NewYork was quite beautiful and magical.

What is not beautiful is my bank balance now.

Sarah is quick to place her bags down to check her bank balance.

"Holy shit." She whispers looking at her phone. She looks up at me mortified. "I'm poor!"

I roll my eyes and laugh at her, she's over reacting. I'm the one who should be worried.

We place our bags in our rooms before meeting each other in the hallway.

"So..." I drawl, "what now."

She's quick to grin. "Well Eric's pretty dreamy so I was thinking that I would invite him over...." she smiles slyly.

"And?" I ask.

"And I'll ask if Jacob wants to come to."

I sigh at her. "I think I've had enough of him."

Her smile falls. "Look I know he's a dick and you two don't get along that well, but it's easy to see that getting his heart will take a while. May as well before the six months are up."

She has a point.

"Fine." I groan, she lets out a squeal of excitement before rushing back into her room.

"But they can't be here before five!"

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"White?"

"No."

"Yellow?"

"Of course not."

"Ohh black?"

I stare at the dress Sarah holds rolling my eyes.

"Why do I even have to dress up anyway." I mutter, "he barely even looks at me."

Sarah's back in my wardrobe looking for another dress she pulls out a red one.

"But a dress that flaunts your curves will catch his attention." She says places the dress over my body to see what I would look like. "And this dress will defiantly do that."