Miss.Rebel (COMPLETED)

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Sorry I couldn't upload you know drama at school..

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Welcome to chapter 2

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Jase's BMW pulls up on to the road and I get in and his face falls.

"What?" I ask little self concious.

Jase sighs "I can't take you to a wedding like this!"

"What makes you say that?" I look at myself, I was wearing the dress he sent me.

He takes off my glasses "First, your hair is in an ugly bun, you have no makeup on and you are wearing running shoes with an expensive Chanel dress."

He starts the engine and zooms through the streets and stops in front of a small store. I get out of the car and Jase tugs me in to the store.

"Hey Matt!" He screams at the top of his lungs.

A man that was clearly not straight turned around with a straightener in his hands "Yeah?"

"I need you to make this girl every men's dream." Jase shoves me over to 'Mat'

Matt looks at me "It's hard but not impossible." He does know that I am standing right here right?

He motioned me to a chair and i sat down slowly, looking for an exit, a way to get out of here but sadly there was none.

I felt my hair flow down with my bun being released. After what felt like years, with my hair being pulled, tortured and beaten, and my face caked with makeup I was allowed to look at myself in the mirror. I groan internally. Don't get me wrong, I am not one of those girls who never puts on makeup, I just like my make up in small bits. This. Was. Just. HELL.

By the looks of it, there was just too much mascara on and the blush on my cheeks made me look like a monkey. Literally...

I take a napkin ignoring the protests of Matt I wipe of the blush on my cheeks and I carefully dab off some of the mascara. After a few dabs, I was satisfied. I put the napkin down and turn around but to my dismay Jase was sitting there smirking with a pair of black heels in his hands.

I shake my head "Oh no, no, and no. I already have to endure that when I am dancing and waitering, I don't need to wear it to the wedding." Jase shakes his head at me tsking "You got to wear it, or else it will be coming out of your pay check."

I snatch the heels from his hands and I put it on as quickly as possible and I walk towards the door hoping to get this over with as soon as possible.

Without wasting any time Jase arrived at BIG FIVE: the hottest and most expensive restaurant in our town. I get out and Jase rushes over whispering quite loudly in to my ear "You are suppose to wait for me to open your door."

I shrug "I guess you were too slow for me."

Jase chuckles but entwines his fingers with mine tightly ignoring my protests as we walk in to the restaurant. I lean over and whisper to Jase "Hey, are you going to scream out 'I object' when the priest says who disagrees with the wedding."

"You know thanks for reminding me, I just might do that." He grins a humongous grin and I just roll my eyes, this guy was unexplainable at times.

You know those awkward moments when you are late for class and everyone is staring at you like you are death? Well that pretty much sums up my situation at the moment. A beautiful girl comes to greet us and I watch her white gown flow behind her gracefully.