Falling Is The Scariest Part (Laurmani)

Chapter Fourteen

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A day at the art fair is just what we needed. Or I guess what Ally said we needed which is pretty much the same thing. No one could back out and fun was a requirement. Ally always had a lot of rules like that and we've gotten used to them since it did keep us close when we didn't see each other. We haven't all hung out together in a few months since Ally graduated and went on a job hunt. Luckily she's found one and it pays well for her allowing her and Troy to get a nice apartment. Dinah is also cozying up to Quincy in the apartment he already had and she decided to try to get a job in her projected field to help with the rent since she doesn't want to be dependent on him. Lauren also got a job at some type of art cafe that I don't understand the concept of but she seems happy so I listen to her explain everything from weird customers to the interesting art work some of the people come up with. Sometimes she brings home stuff and asks me what I think which isn't much since I'm not that type of artistic person but she always tell me what she thinks about the pieces and it opens me up to a brand new way of thinking. I still work at the restaurant with some of the same people but Lauren's also tried to convince me to get back into dancing and since she has a friend who works at this dance studio, she thinks it's a great opportunity to either get a job or take my own classes. I'm still on the wall about it but I've decided to humor her and send in an application.

Today we all had the day off at the same time so we scheduled in a fun day for us all. The day did start off with a grumpy me being dragged out of the bed (literally) by an overjoyed Lauren. I almost forgot how much she loved art. Almost. I was pulled up off the ground she dragged me to and pushed into the bathroom. I come out after my shortened morning routine, since I can only assume we're late, and find an outfit laid out for me on my already made up bed. I smile and shake my head at her eagerness. I quickly change and head into the kitchen a prepared Lauren sits at the island. I sneak behind her and snake my arms around her waist, leaning my head onto her shoulder.

"Thanks, Mami." I say with a chuckle and kiss her cheek.

She pushes me off her while she stands up and pushes me towards the door. "Yeah, yeah." She smiles. "Lets go slow poke." She hands me a container of fruit and an apple juice box before I can complain about not eating and shoves me through the door.

I can't help this smile either, and even though mornings are definitely not my best friend, this one seems to come with a good start. She locks the door behind her and ignores my grinning ass as I follow right behind her to the car. We plan to meet up there at the actual art fair so I take my seat up in the passenger side and eat my food along the way. We ride peacefully as we share our usual jokes and harmonize on our favorite songs on our shared playlist. When we get up there, Ally is already there as expected since she's always been the extra punctual one of the group and now we only wait for Dinah. As we exit the car, Ally is already almost on top off us.

She hugs me first and then moves onto Lauren who has made her way to the other side of the car. "Good, you guys are on time." She says pulling away.

"Yeah. Thanks to Lern here." I say appreciative, wrapping my arm around her shoulder. She smiles bright as she receives the compliment.

At that point, Dinah pulls up while popping fries into her mouth. She sends us an apologetic smile as she still sits in her car, eating the last few fries. She then takes a large sip of her drink before opening her car door and exiting the car.

"Hey beautiful people." She announces as she walks towards us, making sure to lock the car on her way over with multiple beeps.

"Hey, Dinah Jane." I say with a hug. I haven't seen her the longest out of the other girls so I elongate the hug for a couple of seconds. "How's Quincy?" I ask, pulling away.