Your POV
"Daniella I don't fucking know what to wear" I groaned.
A/N YA GIRL FOUND A WAY.
"Definitely not this-" she said holding up a worn out shirt that had the hollister logo on it.
"This is the ugliest piece of shit I've ever seen" she finished her sentence shoving the shirt into the trash can.
"Well, what do I wear?"
"Put this flannel on with a white under shirt" she said tossing them at me before pushing me into the bathroom.
"Don't forget to brush your teeth. Your breath smells the way that shirt looked" she said laughing at the end of her sentence.
I brushed my teeth before putting on the shirts because, duh, common sense. What if I get the new shirt wet in the process? Smart right? I put on the shirt putting on my black and white vans.
"You don't look great but you don't look terrible" she said ruffling my hair.
"I straightened my hair earlier so stop messing it up. Why are you always so damn rude?"
"Cause I looovveee youuuuu" she said pinching my cheeks before checking the time.
"You've got 30 minutes. Wanna play a game?"
"Psh. Is it playing if you suck so much it's like no one is going against me?"
"Put your money where your mouth is"
"20 bucks?"
"20 bucks."
A/N HI HI HIIII, I'm tryna think of an outcome of this whole thinggg 👀
