I woke up after about ten minutes to a knock on my door. I sighed, not knowing who it was.
"Come in." I said. In comes Becca, thank god.
"Don't worry, he went to pack things with Hayes. But how you do- you're wearing no makeup?" I almost never had no makeup on, it was unusual not to see me with makeup.
"Yeah.."
"As I was saying, how are you doing?"
"I'm better now, actually. I just want to beat the living shit out of Lindsay."
"You're not the only one." She sat down next to me.
"Did he tell you why?" I asked.
"Nope, he just said he doesn't know why. Maybe Hayes is talking sense into him."
"I hope so." We just sat there. I walked downstairs and sat on the couch. I put y headphones in my ears and turned on Ed Sheeran. I love him so much. Give Me Love was on.
Someone opened the door, it was Hayes and Nash. I sat there, not bothering to look their way. A Team came on. I sang to myself.
'They say she's in the class a team.
Stuck in her day dream.
Been this way since 18.
But lately her face seems slowly sinking, wasting.
Crumbling like pastries.' Becca nudged my shoulder. I took out a headphone.
"We're gonna go out to eat. Want to come?"
"Sure." I walked upstairs and changed into black skinny jeans and a mint crop top. I put on eyeliner, mascara, and quickly straightened my hair. I grabbed my phone and walked back downstairs. They were still getting ready. I put on a pair of black heels because I was feeling spiffy.
After five minutes of listening to my music again on the couch, everyone was ready. We walked out to Nash's car. He sat in the drivers seat. Becca and Hayes decided to both sit in the back, so I had to sit by Nash.
I kept my headphones in, but they were on a quiet volume. Nash sat there, silently. Becca and Hayes were talking about Prom. Oh my. I forgot that I had to come up with a contest.
We finally made it to the restaurant.
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