My Two Best Friends|G.D|E.D

60|"pinky promise"

| Beth |

"This looks like a great print," The tattoo artist, Dexter, mumbled under his breath as he finished sketching out our tattoo drafts.

I balled the collar of my graduation gown in my fist out of anxiety.

"This is insane," I muttered out of excitement.

Ethan and Grayson paced back and forth and in circles with large nervous smiles plastered on their faces.

I peeked over at the sketch sheet and glimpsed at the soon to be permanent marking on my body.

"Hey!" Grayson pulled me back.

"No peeking!" Ethan yelled.

"You'll see once it's permanently tattooed on your body and you'll never be able to take it off," Grayson quickly muttered.

My eyes widened, "Oh."

"Okay all done," Dexter artist informed us.

Since we were kids, the three of us had an image of us getting matching tattoos that resemble our friendship and bond.

Immediately, my heart rate and adrenaline started to burst.

"Just come on and follow me," The man covered in tattoos said.

Grayson and Ethan began to walk behind him.

I gulped, "Wait- should we be doing this?"

Dexter turned around and chuckled, "Don't worry, little girl. My first tattoo was a homemade one and I was drunk and in the 8th grade... and it was a tattoo of one of Santa's elves. Trust me, sweetheart, this tattoo your about to get as your first is a good choice."

I nervously giggled with wide eyes, "Oh okay."

The man guided Ethan, Grayson, and I into the back of the tattoo parlor.

Then, two other woman walked and entered where we were.

There were three seats prepared for Ethan, Grayson, and I.

"Okay, let's get started," The tattooed man evily grinned and patted the seat.

I walked up with anxiety running through me and sat myself down in the middle seat.

Ethan took the seat to my left and Grayson took the seat to my right.

"So, where is this going to be?" The girl with blonde hair named Brittany, that is assisting Grayson asked.

"On the forearm, right before the elbow," Dexter informed her.

I gulped once the three artists snapped their rubber gloves on.

The woman with red hair named Violet nodded her head and smiled as she looked at the sketch of our tattoo, "Cool."

Brittany furrowed her brows as she examined our outfits, "Did you guys just come back from Graduation or something?"

Grayson giggled, "Yes actually."

Dexter and the two girls laughed and picked up sanitizing wipes and lifted our sleeves to sanitize our arms.