One More Kiss

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve:

Dawson and Sandra:

I got home around twelve p.m and decided to call Alyssa. We haven't had a lot of bestie time in a while.

Ring.

Ring.

Ri-

"Ahoy, who would you like to speak to?" Alyssa answered in a horrible pirate accent.

"Alyssa. The American, not the pirate" I answered with a chuckle.

"Shiver me timbers. She's not in right now"

"Oh my god. Allll, I wanna spend some quality time with you. So, stop acting like a pirate" I complained.

Did I mention that my best friend wants to become an actress?

"Okay, okay. I was just practicing for this commercial audition" she said.

"What commercial?" I asked.

"Oh, it's for this new seafood place in Nottingham" she said "Where do you wanna go?"

"Umm" I thought "The London Eye? I don't know. I was gonna go on my own this morning but I left a little late"

"Okay, we can definitely go there and then buy ice-cream afterwards. How's that sound?"

"Cool" I smiled.

I heard some shuffling on the other end.

"Hey, Duncan! Can you drive Harley and I to the Eye?" she exclaimed.

"Yeah, urrh...I'll just take a shower" I heard Duncan say.

"Al, I wanted us to be alone" I whined.

"He'll just be our driver, Harles. And besides him and Nathan are going shopping for the snacks" she reassured me.

"Okay, then. See you later" I hung up.

Well, since I have some time to kill because Duncan takes long showers, I played Candy Crush.

After some time of winning and loosing, I decided to change my clothes. I know it's pretty unnecessary but hey I love dressing up.

I walked to my wardrobe and looked around. I chose a high waisted dark blue shorts and a long sleeved tight musk colored top.

I slipped it on as well as my Adidas superstars. I took my hair out if the braid and ran a comb through it. I took some of my hair and tied it into a bun on top of my head and let the rest hang loose. I put in silver hoop earrings.

As for my make-up, I just applied some eyeliner and mascara and nude lipstick.

I know what you're thinking. Why the glamor? Or why dress up? Well, there's only one answer.

Hot British Boys.

I took a nude sling bag and put my phone, earphones and lipstick in it. And also my purse and round sunglasses with gold lens.

I nodded at my appealing appearance and headed to Duncans room.

As I walked I got a lot of wolf whistles, winks, stares and blown kisses from boys. From girls I got envious glares, the stink eye and some people just gave me a small smile showing that they loved my outfit.

When I arrived, I knocked thrice. Alyssa said a quick "Come in" so I went in.

"Wow, Harley. You look hot. What's the occasion?" Duncan wolf whistled.

"Yeah, I agree with Duncan. You look smoking" added Alyssa.

"Well, do I have to have an occasion to look pretty?" I blushed.