Hollows In Time (✔️) | 'Hollows' Book Ⅱ

Chapter Seventy-Eight

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"I think he nearly said it. I think I nearly heard it. But I ran away anyway."
—I made quote
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I ended up buying the white dress that Alexi suggested for the New Years Ball. Well, actually, Lexi payed for it, her excuse being that she "never got me a birthday present" for my sixteenth last year.

I bade farewell to the girls, though I'm not sure they all acknowledged me since they were all running around like headless chickens trying to zip up dresses and then take off dresses. It was manic.

Lexi and I met with Jameson by the entrance and I ever so casually shied away from him at every single possible time.

"So," he said. Somehow, I'd ended up in the middle, probably so Lexi could be as far away from Jameson as possible—how selfish.

"What do your dresses look like?" He asked.

I tried to reply without giving him a chance to look at my blushed face. "They look like dresses—or well a dress, since Jonah stole my other one." I told him stupidly. He made a sound of complaint, completely disregarding the fact that I had been robbed of my ballgown whilst Lexi burst into laughter.

"Jamie, do not communicate with the sarcasm queen—didn't I warn you?" Lexi pretending to be worried about Jameson was probably the funniest thing that passed between the two. Which is saying something; their arguments are ridiculously amusing.

"No, A Lexi, I guess you forgot to." At that, Alexi suddenly whirled on me. She gave me a death glare scarier than her normal expression. Now that's saying something.

"You didn't." Her voice lowered.

I shrugged. "Maybe I did."

She let out a muted shriek. "Sky, how can I have ammo against him when you take his side and give him all readymade nicknames for me? At least Jamie was original." She complained.

"Ammo?" I repeated. "Okay, one, this isn't Call Of Duty," Lexi pulled a face, "two, you have ammo against everyone. The poor guy needed my help!"

Jameson grunted. "The 'poor guy' is right here."

Lexi narrowed her eyes. "Enough about Jameson's financial situation, you're a total cheater!" She exclaimed.

"Woah," Alexi and I both turned to see Jameson's eyes widen as he slowed considerably. He gestured between us. "You guys are dating?"

From beside me, Alexi whacked Jameson in the side with a bag. I frowned, turning back to see her holding two garment bags.

"How the hell?" I asked her with astonishment. She had somehow managed to buy two gowns for herself, when she had held none when she approached me in the corner of the shop, and she couldn't have looked for anything whilst being stuck to my side in order to pay for my dress.

She smirked. "Guardian secrets." She shook her head, the smirk quickly fading. "Let's get back to my point—you sided with the enemy."

"'Enemy'?" Jameson asked, clearly taken aback. "I'm the enemy—do you even have your priorities straight?" He shot at her. I stared straight ahead, just contemplating my life as they continued to bicker.

"–I've definitely got the better hair–"

"Guys." I cut their most recent argument off, gaining their attention almost immediately.