"Hold still." Rexie hissed at me, making me visibly flinch.
"But I--" I started, trying to tell her about the itching sensation on my cheek.
"I said hold the fuck still, didn't I?" She growled. That shut me up, almost instantly. Almost.
"I just need to--" I desperately tried to finish my sentence.
"No. Stay still." She snapped, giving me a flat look, while muttering some incoherent words under her breath.
Martina's laughter rang throughout my fairly large bedroom. Martina and I aren't that close, but recently I realized that I don't have many close friends. Thus, Martina's random appearance at my house.
"Just let the poor girl speak." Martina rolled her eyes at Rexie's antics. I swear, Rexie is more nervous for this date than I was.
"Thank you, finally somebo--" I groaned, when I was interrupted once again.
"Don't encourage her!" Rexie barked, reprimanding Martina. Martina just pulled a face and I let out a laugh, much to Rexie's dismay.
"Dammit, stop laughing!" Rexie screeched. I rolled my eyes.
"Stop rolling your eyes; you're ruining your makeup." Rexie wailed.
That just resulted in me rolling my eyes again and Rexie letting out a long string of profanities.
"There," Rexie eyes glinted and she tossed me a grin. I looked over to see what Martina had though of it, but she was staring down at her phone.
"Perfect." She finished swiping my lips with a lipstick of some sort. She wasn't letting me look at myself in the reflection until she was done.
"Can I itch now?" I asked, rather exasperated.
Rexie glared at me.
"No."
Being the childish person I was, I returned the favour by sticking my tongue out at her. She widened her eyes.
"What?" I asked, giving her an odd look.
"I don't even get what Colin sees in you." She murmured under her breath, obviously not meaning for me to hear. But I did and what she said hurt my feelings. Was I not good enough for Colin?
Suddenly, I was feeling like total crap. Maybe I shouldn't even follow through with this date. Like Rexie said, I'm not good enough for him and I was being completely delirious when I thought we could actually work out. Colin and I are two different people. How could it ever work? How could I ever think that it could work?
I swallowed hard.
I peered down at my shoes, slightly miffed that Rexis had actually thought such a thing. Did she really think that lowly of me? Sure, I wasn't perfect, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't be able to date whomever. Martina had obviously heard too and she glared at Rexie. I didn't realize I had been glowering at her either, until Rexie herself spoke up.
"What?" She snapped. I gawked at her. Seriously, did she not get what she'd said was hurtful? Martina and I stayed silent. Slowly, her widened in realization and she turned a bright shade of red.
"Damn." She muttered. She looked up at me with big eyes.
"Sorry."
I ignored how it came out more forced than it should've and how her body language was screaming that she in fact, wasn't the slightest bit sorry. I threw her a forced smile of my own, trying to ease the tension present in the room.
"It's okay." I pursed my lips. It honestly wasn't okay because I had little self esteem to begin with and Rexie's little slip of the tongue hadn't really helped things. But for the sake of our friendship, I forgave her. It's easier that way; much less drama.
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Once Upon A Slap
HumorIt all starts on a typical Sunday afternoon when Katie Hursh's best friend is apparently taken advantage of at a club, by none other than the school's new kid and soon to be notorious badass, Cameron Carters. Long story short, she ends up slapping...