Dress Me Up Or Dress Me Down

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I stood in front of the mirror to see how I looked. I was wearing a plain white v-neck shirt from Zara that I paired with my favourite oversized plaid flannel shirt, a pair of black high-waist ripped jeans, and my trusty black leather Dr. Martens boots. I let my long, wavy jet black hair loose. I applied a light, natural every day makeup. Lastly, I spritz on my all-time favourite White Musk perfume from The Body Shop.

I looked fine and presentable but not trying hard.

I swiftly grabbed my black Marc Jacobs structured bag that I got as a birthday gift from my lola and went to our condo's parking lot. I hopped on my car and revved up the engine. I fished my phone out of my pants' pocket and went to Google maps to look for the address Samuel gave to me.

After a half-hour drive, I successfully arrived at MX's company building. I checked the time to see if I made it on time. It was just 9:28 in the morning, the agreed meeting time was 10 a.m. I still have 30 minutes to kill so I decided to grab something at the café nearby.

I was greeted by the aroma of freshly brewed coffee the moment I stepped inside the café. The café's interior was mostly wood and bricks, giving off a homely type of vibe. They were playing soft acoustic renditions of popular hits. There were a few people inside the café, mostly were studying or doing business while some were just enjoying the café's ambiance with their friends.

It was my turn to order and I decided to get an iced Americano with white mocha syrup and grilled cheese sandwich.

"It's 375 pesos, ma'am." The cashier politely said. I was about to give him my money when a credit card appeared out of nowhere. I looked up to see who it was and I was greeted by an awfully familiar boyish grin.

"I got it." Axel smugly said. He was sporting all-black casual attire; black golf cap from Nike, black muscle shirt, a pair of black sweat shorts, and a pair of black Nike Air. His outfit made him look more fair than usual.

"Are you going to make me pay by asking me out on a date again?" I asked. We were walking towards the table where a group of familiar faces were seated.

"Nope, it's my treat because today is your first day working as our stylist." He grinned. "Guys, I want you to meet Tori. She'll be our stylist as of today." Axel announced to his group mates.

"Hi, I'm looking forward to work with you," I awkwardly said. I forced out an awkward smile when I noticed that the blond pissed off-looking guy was staring at me.

There were only four of them, including Axel, the other three, including Kal, were not there. I sat down on the couch as Axel sat beside me.

"So, Tori, you're still a student, right?" a guy enthusiastically asked. From what I remembered his name was Kaden. Just like Xanthus, he was also beautiful. He was pretty but his features were sharper compared to Xanthus'.

"Yup, I'm currently a junior at Montessori School of Arts and Design," I replied.

"Wow, that's my dream school. I'm Kaden by the way, just in case you don't know me yet," Kaden offered his hand to me.

I took his hand and shook it lightly. "I know your name Kaden," I turned my head to the two boys in front of me, "you too, Leal and Kazi."

Leal smiled brightly at me. His dimples on the apples of his cheeks showed as his eyes turned into crescent moon like shape. Leal's smiling face was one of  most adorable things I've ever seen.

I glanced at Kazi. His aura and overall façade gives off a tough and intimidating vibe. His eyes were literally just like two thin slits. If girls have resting bitch face syndorme, Kazi has resting always angry face.