Elemental

Chapter Three

Saturday morning Scarlett came over.

"YOU'RE GOING TO BENJI'S PARTY AND YOU DIDN'T THINK TO TELL ME?!" she shouted at me.

"I'm telling you know Scar..."

"How on Earth did you get an invite?!" she turned her nose up at me. 

"If you and I hadn't been friends for as long as we have, I'd probably hate you."

"You've said that before."

"What's the matter with you?"

"I didn't get an invite, and you, miss I hate the world and all the thick people who roam it, did. I bet you don't even want to go."

"I'm a plus one, it's different..."

"Whose?"

"Ash's," she looked confused, "You know, Ashton Carter..."

"I know who he is. How do you know him?"

"He's in a couple of my lessons, and we talk sometimes, why's it so important?"

"I CALL DIBS ON HIM."

"We aren't twelve anymore Scarlett, and anyway, he's not interested in me, so no need to 'dibs' him." I said sarcastically. For a seventeen year old, she sure as hell needs to grow up.

"Okay, I'll help you get ready, 'cuase you sure as hell have no idea." Finally, she was right about something.

Whilst I was in the shower, she looked hrough my wardrobe choosing what I should wear. I got out, and walked into my room, dumbfounded at the sheer bombsite it had become. There were piles of clothes over the floor with shoes in mountains. I just stood there, staring. 

"Try this on." She pointed to one of the piles, a black and white striped skirt with a red top. Ew. Skirts. I came back, and Scarlett's face was a mirror of mine. "No" we said simultaneously. 

"What about jeans?" She rolled her eyes and pointed to another pile. More skirts. Each time I came out, it was no, after no, after no. "I'm bored. I couldn't possibly have any more clothes." Just then my phone started ringing, and the screen lit up, Ash. "I'm gonna take this outside, I'll be back!" 

I left the room and accepted the call, "Afternoon Ash," I said, a little too chirpy.

"Afternoon sunshine." 

"Sunshine?"

"You sound sunny, so yes, sunshine."

I rolled my eyes for the seventh time today, "Is there something you need?"

"Just making sure you're still up for tonight?"

"At the rate Scarlett's going with my clothes, I'll be going naked." 

"I wouldn't mind that."

"ASHTON CARTER! I'll tell your sister your a pervert!" I giggled uncontrollably down the phone at him.

"I'M SOOOOOORRRRRYYYY!"

"That's what I thought. What do you wear to these party things anyway?"

"Well, guys stick to jeans and a t shirt, but to fit in, you want to stick to 'ultra slut'"

"No can do on that department. I'm a proud nun."

"I've got to go now, so I'll swing by yours at eight?"

"See you then!" I hung up and went back to join Scarlett, "Ash said I should wear jeans or be a slut."

"Ugh, just wear jeans whatever. I have to go. Taylor invited me to the party. Looks like you aren't the only plus one." She gave me a quick hug, and then left the house. I was left in the heap of mess she had left, and I'd have to be the one to clear it up. Typical. 

My eyes flicked to the clock, 5:49, I had ages. I threw on a t shirt and some sweats, and went down stairs to grab something to eat. i put some toast in the toaster and stuck the kettle on. Yes, when I'm home alone, my dinner consists of strawberry jam on toast, and a cup of hot chocolate with mashmallows.

I went back upstairs at 6:30, and brushed my teeth, washed my face, then brushed my hair. It was basically dry by now, so I curled sections of it, and hairsprayed gently. I then took two small sections of my hair from the side, and plaited them, griping them behing my head. Then I started my make up. Not going all out, and full on, but having more than usual on. Foundation, followed by powder, then I went for a smoky eye theme using black, white and a series of grey, then I lined my eyes with kohl pencil, and accentuated my eyes with thick mascara, I added burgandy lipstick, and peach blusher. For me, choosing an outfit wasn't hard. Black skinny jeans, and a sleeveless cream chiffon shirt with a black collar tucked in. I put on some socks, then added my military boots. I squirted my favourite perfume - Flora by Gucci - and then I was ready

There was a knock at my front door, and there he stood, looking much like he always did. Ash was wearing a navy blue polo, and dark fitted denim jeans and a navy hoodie. He looked effortlessly handsome. He smiled flashing his white teeth. "Wow. You look..." He paused. "More than beautiful." 

I looked down, and smiled lightly, "You scrub up good Ashton."

He chuckled, "You ready?"

"Yes" He started walking down the path. "No car or anything?"

"I thought it'd be a nice walk, it's not that far away, I swear!"

"I'm cool with walking you know. I'm not too lazy!" He smiled. "Lead the way then."