"OH MY GOSH JORDAN!"
Jordan just pounced on me.
"GET UP! For the first time in THREE years we finish early, and you sleep??? We're in Paris, Marcella! PARIS!"
Ashley smiles crookedly from across the hotel room, "Get up loser, we're going shopping."
She's dressed in a dark leather jacket, tan tank top, black skinny jeans, and a choker to top it all off.
https://www.polyvore.com/outfit/set?id=211628291
I glare at her from between the covers, and mumble, "Was that a 'Mean Girls' reference?"
Ashley just smirks and nods slowly as she looks back down at her phone.
rolling over in the blankets, I whine, "But I'm tired, and I want to sleep!"
Jordan rocks back on her heels, "Well, we want to go shopping and that makes two against one. Get up."
She commands, pulling the covers off me. I groan, "Fine."
I tumble out of the bed, my hair sticking up in all sorts of directions.
Ashley starts on her make up. Jordan just decides to stick around and help my lazy butt get ready. I throw on some sweat pants and a ratty Captain America Meme T-Shirt that says:
'Not sure if I should flame on.. Or throw a shield..'
If I'm doing this against my will, I sure as heck have the right to wear what I want.
Apparently not, because right when I showed Jordan she screamed at me to change; making me wear "something presentable."
I ended up wearing this
https://www.polyvore.com/outfit/set?id=211628291
What can I say? Cat's are absolutely adorable.
Jordan helped me with my makeup and after about an hour we were all ready. Even Jordan, which is amazing because she takes the longest.
Jordan's outfit:
https://www.polyvore.com/jordans_parisian_girls_night_out/set?id=212979597
"Are we ready?" Ashley calls out from the foyer, her hands holding the doorknob.
Me and Jordan simultaneously nod our heads.
"Let's do this." I hear Jordan whisper beside me as we exit the hotel room.
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