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"Oh, um where is your car?" i asked as i began to look around in search of the car.

"Parents took it away but eh, that's not stopping me now is it?"Shay asked with a smirk and i smiled rather uneasily. "But don't worry, it's in walking distance." she continued as she strutted down the driveway of my new house allowing her loose curls to flow as she walked.

"You can walk to the library?" i asked as i struggled to keep up with her.

"The library?" she questioned while laughing in that low tone that her voice somehow was able to reach. "Sweetheart, we're not going to the library." she said turning to look at me over her shoulder as she continued to confidently walk in her 4 inch heels.

"Wait, what?" i asked as i stopped following behind her and she turned to face me, while still continuing to walk backwards.

"I'm showing you a good time. You should thank me." she said with that same smirk as it appeared across her bright red lips. The color made her lips look extra plump i thought as i realized i would probably never wear it.

I continued to stand there uneasily as she began to slow her pace while walking backwards eyeing me with the intent on persuading me to come just with her eyes alone.

I licked my soft, but pink paleted lips before answering, "Fine." And at that she bit her lip playfully out of satisfaction and that's when i said, "But."

"Oh gosh." she mumbled as soon as she'd turned around and i slightly jogged to catch up with her.

"We get back home by ten." i said with a bit more confidence than i had said anything tonight.

"Fine." she sighed in annoyance as she tilted her head back and then suddenly looked back over to me with a smirk, then proceeded to slip her arm in mine, hooking us at the elbow as if we had been friends since forever. "I have a feeling that tonight is going to change your life. This band is crazy good." she said letting out a slight squeal from all the excitement in her naturally deep voice.

Again all i was able to manage was an uneasy smile as she giggled and squeezed my arm before turning at the end of my street where she quickly un-hooked our arms and pulled me across the street by my hand with excitement.

I watched her eyes as they grew with increasing mischief as a small smirk latched itself to her lips and she let go of my hand to start fluffing out her hair. Her dark brown curls bouncing as her walk became even more expressed.

"What are you doing?" i asked as i had to now come to a light jog just to keep up with her.

"Getting dressed." she said before ripping off her leather jacket and throwing it into the backseat of a random car parked by the side of a house and my eyes widened as i saw she was wearing a white tanktop that was tucked into her black highwasted shorts.

She didn't even bother to notice my expression as she shoved her hands into the back pockets of her shorts. But i couldn't hold it in any longer, "What are you doing?" i asked alarmed as i quickly grabbed onto her arm, turning her around to face me.

"Oh, sorry. Here let me help you." she said as she slipped the strap of my small purse off my shoulder as she took my green winter jacket off and threw it into another random car that happened to be beside us. Before i even had time to protest she pulled and tugged at my hair with her gentle fingers as they tossled my straightened brown hair so that it fell across my shoulders.

"Perfect." she said as she finally stood back and looked at me while biting her lower lip."Oh but wait." she said as she reached into her black purse and pulled out her lipstick and i quickly covered my mouth and shook my head desperately and she just laughed and began to put it away as she said,"Your right, red is my color."

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 07, 2014 ⏰

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