Sophia's POV
[ pic of Cassy's dress on side]
~Months Later~
A sudden ring on my phone, wake me from my sleep this morning. I sat on my bed, and let out a yawn— I hold my hand together and stretch my arms through the air, where my phone keep on ringing beside me. I reach for it on the table lazily, and answer without looking at the caller I.D. Well, I knew every morning is a fresh start for me, new beginning and new me.
I let out a yawn. "Hello?" My left hand brushing my right eye.
"Good morning, sleepy head!"I heard Cassy's voice on the other line. I knit my brows together, where my lips pressed onto a thin line.
"Hey. What's up?" I mumble pouting.
I heard Cassy's deep sigh, as I set my left hand on my lap that is laying straight on my bed staring on my purple nails. "Well, we girls are going to have a shopping! Isn't it exciting?" She sang, her voice is filled of enthusiasm.
"What?! For what?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Ya, right. You don't know. So, we have to go and get dressed for the senior clash party right? Hey wait... don't tell me, you aren't going?" I heard her groan.
Damn! For past few months, me and Cassy has been very close. She's one of the person who helped me sort out my self, with Vanessa and Kira of course. From the day, me and Threat talked, I go out with my girls. Blair and me, still casual towards each other, but it's okay for me.
We've been together as a gang, as of now that we're very close to the closing, but not as active as what we used to do, the past months. Also, me and Vince keep seeing each other, but he's not that sad the last time I saw him— he doesn't talking about his and Blair's relationship, I don't have any idea.
"Sorry. Haha! Who's with us?" I rolled my eyes.
"You, Me, Kira, Vanie, and Blair!" Although I couldn't see her, I know she keeps on rolling her eyes like what I'm doing right now, which is very silly, Cassy is so bubbly!
"Okay!" I exclaimed.
I heard Cassy giggle. "Damn, girl hurry! We're going to pick you up, at 9, so get ready girl!"
"Shit!" I cursed. "You fucking kidding me, Sandra Caliey Dawson! It's almost 9 for fuck's sake!" I stated emotionally.
"Don't call me using my complete name, you know I hate it!" She groan, on the other line.
Oh how I love to call her that. I got an idea how to pissed her out, the moment I heard Kyle called her in her full name, reason she got mad. Actually, I like her unique name even for her, it's weird. But the fact that it's almost nine o'clock made me pissed more.
"I don't even know that your name is a big deal to you, Cassy. Anyway, gotta go. I have to get ready, for your so-called girl shopping." I rolled my eyes and smile like an idiot.
"Ya, right. We'll pick you up later okay, Pia?" Her tone now, sounds bossy.
"Okay." I muttered lazily and ended the call.
Wearing only my blue denim short, a black tank-top, black and blue polka-dots sneakers, I make my way outside where Cassy is waiting for me inside her luxury car, alone. I went inside the passenger seat, where I find her grinning widely. She's wearing a white high-waisted jeans, floral tube top, with a cardigan, and of course her killer heels.
She looks like a Victoria Secret model, with her messy bun. Her beauty is absolutely a jaw-dropper even without a make up, but only a pink lipstick, and an eyeliner and mascara only. Her high cheek bones is normally pink, she can't enchant you with her deep set of eyes, small lips, narrow nose and long lashes. Her beauty is absolutely perfect and well-made.
