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Chapter One:
The Girl in socksDedicated to starryeyedturtle for making me the awesome cover!
......................"Mmm... oh yes! That feels soooo good!"
My best friend McKenna laughs at me and continues her delightful stroking.
"You're even better than that guy at the spa," I moan, my eyes closing.
"Madelyn, do you realize how sexual your making this seem?"
Immediately I look down at my friend kneeling in front of me with my foot in her hands. She smirks up at me knowingly, stopping her actions.
"I don't care. Your foot massages are better than sex. Don't stop," I tell her removing my right foot from her hands, only to replace it with my left.
McKenna laughs again and starts messaging my foot. "If that's what you think, then you haven't been with a guy like Jeremy. He and-"
"Noo!" I interrupt what she was about to say. "I do not want to hear about your sex life with him. Ew! Just ew!" I make a disgusted looking face and stick my tounge out.
McKenna and Jeremy just started dating a few months ago. Apparently they are in love and might be taking it to the next level soon, or so she hopes.
"If you and him get married, I'm your maid of honor, right? Good I better be!" I ask and quickly answer my own question.
"Of course girl!" She says and stands up.
"Wait, what are you doing?" I ask, shooting up from my comfy chair. I was not ready for that foot massage to be over. Possibly never.
McKenna walks into the combined kitchen and dining room. My apartment is on the smaller side, but I don't mind. I follow her, stepping from the fluffy carpet to the cold tile floor. She grabs her purse off the tiny island in the middle of the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" I ask.
She turns and faces me. As usual I'm taken aback by how pretty she is. Not a lick of makeup is only her flawless pale skin. Her shoulder length brown hair looks amazing with the new bangs she recently got. Blue eyes look up at me while I have to tilt my neck down to see her because she's so short. Five foot three or something, which may be pushing it. I'm much taller than her.
"Don't you mean, where are we going?"
I rack my brain, trying to remember what we apparently have planned today. Her birthday isn't until next month so that's out. We already had mine a few months ago. What? What is it?
Fortunately, she saves my brain any more havoc and answers for me. "Lillie's pool party. Hello, shes been planning it for like three weeks now."
Oh yeah....
"Go get ready. We have to leave in thirty minutes."
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We pull into Lillie's driveway. Trying to find a place to park was going to be difficult. The yard, street, and long driveway were crowded with heaps of cars. Looking out the mirror, I see two more cars pull in behind us. My goodness! Did she invite everyone in the city?
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