Close to the edge

Chapter 6

'Get out of bed sleepy head!' Rhiannon called out from the kitchen.

I yawned as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I had a feeling that there was something big going on today and then it hit me.

We were meant to be having lunch with the boys today at 1pm. I check my clock. It was 10am. We only had three hours to get ready!

'RHIANNON WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP EARLIER!' I screamed. I didn't have enough time to get ready in three hours....

'Babe, its fine, I have it all under control,' Rhiannon said, 'It's okay to be fashionably late, like, half an hour.'

'Where is Adri?' I asked. 'Oh, shes just getting some coffees from around the corner.' Rhiannon replied.

The smell of french toast wafted under my door. It was making me hungry. I slid out of bed and walked into the bathroom, taking a good look in the mirror.

I looked quite nice today. The bags under my eyes weren't too bad, My hair wasn't playing up and I had no pimples. I almost looked well...pretty.

I quickly ran my brush through my hair and headed towards the kitchen.

'French toast, your favourite'. Rhiannon said whilst trying not to burn the eggy mixture in the pan.

'Do you need any help?' I offered as I walked over to my friend.

'Naa, I need to work on being more independent...' Rhiannon said before spilling some of the mix on her apron.

I took the pan off  her. 'You're not making pancakes babe,' I laughed as I put down the pan.

The door opened and a flustered looking Adriana bursted through the door holding a tray with three coffees.

'Guys, you wont believe what I just saw!' Adriana started. Rhiannon and I stopped what we were doing and walked over to Adriana.

'What is it?' we asked in unison.

'I just walked past the newsagent and decided to stock us up on more fashion magazines for our apartment....' Adriana said -Oh, did I mention we shared an apartment?- ' and I saw this is CelebsGossWorld!' she said, handing us the magazine

We stared at the cover and there was a picture of us leaving the arena with the boys.

'I'll read you the article,' said Adriana, turning to the page.

'The lucky girls who scored backstage passes might be more than just girls,' she read, 'Maybe these girls are getting a little close for comfort.'

She paused.

'They think we are dating...this picture of us saying goodbye to them looks a little romantic. Think of all the hate we're gonna get!' Rhiannon cried.

Well, lunch with the boys wont be as good as we thought.