cry (tanner braungardt)*discontinued*

8

This part takes place in December 2016 just to clarify!

Two weeks before the move,,,
Kate,,,

It's two weeks until we move to Augusta. Christmas is in one week, and this guy in our school, Jonas, is throwing a holiday party. He invited our entire grade. Tanner, Quentin, Dylan, and I are planning on going there together. John said he could come with us. I want to spend time with him before the move, because after that I won't see him, or any of my other friends for that matter, until the summer.

Right now, I'm getting ready for the party. All of a sudden, my phone vibrates with a notification from the group chat between me and the boys.

Friday 6:18 pm
Bleach Lovers 101 👅
Quentin
I'm gonna get there late so don't wait on me

Kate
okay i won't miss you

I guess I'll see Quentin later than I expected.. Anyway, Tanner was picking the rest of us up, including John, in Kim's truck. I was all ready, except for the fact I haven't chosen an outfit or put on makeup. So I guess I'm not ready at all. I open my closet and look for something to wear. In ten minutes I had a few outfits picked out on my bed. I was about to try the first outfit on when I heard a knock on my door. I opened it up and it was Tanner and Dylan.

"Hey guys," I walked back to my bed. "Sorry I'm nor ready yet!"

"It's fine," Tanner says. "We can wait."

"Well now that you're here, I need help picking out an outfit." I looked at them.

"We can help!" Dylan smiled.

"Well I actually have to go pick John up," Tanner interrupted. "So I'll be back."

"Okay!" he walked out.

"Okay I have four outfits picked out," I pointed to my bed. "I need your help choosing which one."

"Alright," Dylan smiled. "I think I can do that."

I tried on the first outfit, which was ripped skinny jeans and an old ripped foo fighters shirt. Dylan gave it a thumbs up. Next, I tried on the second outfit. It was a dress that I never had the chance to wear before. It was tight and blue, went to mid thigh. If you didn't catch already, I don't ever dress like that. I showed Dylan. He shook his head.

"It's not you." he told me truthfully. I nodded. I tried on the final outfit, which was a long sleeve black shirt that laced up in the front with denim skinny jeans. I showed Dylan. He nodded.

"That's the one." He told me. I smiled.

"Now, I just have to put on makeup." I tell him.

"Wait, you wear makeup?" Dylan asks, dumbfounded.

"I barely wear any, you can hardly notice it." I walk into the bathroom. I put on a nice amount, just assuming no a bit more eyeliner than I usually do.

"Girl, you look stunnin'" Dylan says in a gay voice.

"Thanks my dude," I smile. "We have some time to kill, so do you wanna play COD?"