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Alright, now that I'm home I can finally relax.

NOT!!

I need to do make up and put on my dress for the interview! Time to jam out and get ready. Turning on my jams, I grab a granola bar from the kitchen for a snack and head too the bathroom. Munching on my granola bar, I start undressing. Hopping into the shower, I cleaned myself with my sexy smelling soap. Yes, I have sexy soap! Who doesn't?

Now I know what your thinking, she's trying to seduce me isn't she?

Not a chance! But this is important. Why you may ask? Because my sexy soap got me in trouble! I'm not going to tell you why yet, but I'm sure you will figure it out soon.

Alright out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, and dripping wet. Ugh I can't get a dress on while wet nor can I do make up yet.

HAIR DRYER!!!!!

My ultimate life saver. Okay but I'm gonna need some jams because who doesn't. Alright, Ed Sheeran Thinking Out Loud. PERF!

Now to finally dry this mess I call hair.

*Dries hair*

Aaaand I can't find my brush. Well crap. So I'm still in a towel, still too wet to put on anything, and my dress is missing. Okay, you can do this, breath Lexi. Don't scream, don't cry, breath.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Okay deep breath. Where did you last see it. Ummmm...my hand? Okay who lives in these apartments that would do anything for me?

JORDAN!!!!!

The ultimate geek nerd who lives next door that is a sucker for my looks. Such an idiot but sooo easy to use. Okay I guess I'll wrap a robe around myself and ask him.

*Goes next door and knocks*

Oh Jordy! Can you come help me? I hear a thump as he rushes to unlock the door.
"Yes?"
"Um so I lost my brush and really reeeallly need one, can you run to the store and get me one?"
"I don't know, can't you do it?"
SERIOUSLY?? WHO DOES HE THINK I AM?
Okay be sweet Lexi.
"I would, but I'm kind of under dressed and I can't get anything on yet because I have a very important process for beauty."
"Well I'm a little busy Lex-"
He's cut off by a chick wrapping her arm around his waist and kissing his cheek.
"Who's this?" I demand.
This is...my girlfriend."
"Who are you??" The snobby chick asks.
"Hun I'm his neighbor."
"And why are you so underdressed coming to visit my sugar muffin?"
"Well, you see, I lost my brush and I really need it like asap and I was-"
She cuts me off.
"Oh here, borrow mine!"
Okayyy I guess this will have to do.
"Thanks! I'll get it back in a jiff!"
"No problem sweetie!"

As I hurry to get back into my apartment, a stupid guy steps behind me, making me crash into him.

"Hey! Watch it!" The idiot says.
"Excuse you, I was just...just..."

DANNNNNG this boy is smoking hot!! From his leather jacket to his chiseled jaw!! Deep blue eyes grind into mine with an intensity and he ruffles his dark hair.
He speaks with a rough, sexy voice.

"So, you're my new neighbor huh?"
"Y-yeah I think so?"
"Calm down princess, I don't bite...normally." He winked.
"O-okay...hi."
"I'm Jesse Drew, and your name is...?"
"Oh um, I'm Lexi, Lexi Bloom."
"Well Lex, it appears you need to finish getting ready. That is unless you intend to give the rest of the world the pleasure I get of seeing you quite so...underdressed."

I feel my face heat up as I realized I am still in just a robe.
"Uh yeah I have to get going."

I ran to my apartment and closed the door, but not before I hear a certain someone mumble something about cute butt.

Ugh that was so awkward!! Why did I have to run into him at my worst?? Anyways, enough distractions, I have to finish getting ready, I'm down to 45 minutes! That may seem like a lot, but I have to do my make up, style my hair, and get dressed. Art least after my run in with the hunk I'm dry. Okay I have to brush my hair, the whole reason I left the safety of my home anyways.

As I brush my hair, my music playlist turns on Attention by Charlie Puth. I start to sing along and swing my hips to the rhythm. Finally, I decided to just leave my hair in its naturally straight ways. Slipping into my new undergarments and dress, I smile at my reflection in the mirror. Not to brag, but I look good! Okay, maybe I am bragging a little. I quickly but neatly do the smokey eye with my makeup and smile. Bright red lipstick that matches my dress goes on my lips and my favorite heels go on. Guess what color?

Crap, I only have five minutes to get to the interview. Gotta go!

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