I stayed the night at Selena's, hoping the entire night would fly by because of my worry, but instead, the time seemed to stand still. Boycotting it's normal routine like I have and now I am dealing with the punishment. I should've brought my sketchpad.
                              Selena tries to stay up with me, but she went out like a light by two in the morning, and no message back from Justin. It's three in the morning and I am bored out of my mind. I've watched the few movies Selena owns and try to watch television, but Selena doesn't have cable. So I'm fucked.
                              I feel my eyelids start to feel heavy and let them close. I wake up what feels to be only twenty minutes later to the sun in my eyes and Selena singing in the shower. I groan and lay my arm across my eyes, I'm sweating. I reluctantly sit up, stretch, yawn, and get up.
                              I stagger over to the fridge and pull out some orange juice and pour myself a glass. I lean against the counter as I drink my juice, wanting something else to do other than lean against the counter and drink juice. I hear the shower stop and a few minutes later I see Selena in light jeans and a navy blue bell sleeved shirt. Her hair is damp and falls down past her shoulders.
                              Selena comes out on her phone, and looks up at me and smiles. "Good morning, Jewels," Selena greeted and I raise my glass of juice as my response. "Your boyfriend texted you back," Selena says and I look up at her too fast. She just smiles at me and holds out her phone to me.
                              "Here, you can give him my number, so you can call him," Selena says and begins to make herself breakfast. "Thanks, Sel," I say and open up Twitter and see Justin has replied.
                              Julia! I've been trying to call you
Yeah, sorry about that, my phone broke
Oh, are you getting it fixed?
                              No.
                              Maybe, but we need to talk
                              The little dots pop up, stop, then start again. 
"You make him nervous," Selena's voice makes me jump and bump my head against her chin. 
"OH MY GOD, SELENA I AM SO SORRY," I say, laughing a little. Selena rubs her chin and nods "You're good, it's what I get for snooping," and smiles at me and leaves the room.
                              I feel the phone buzz in my hands and see that Justin has replied.
                              Okay, how about we meet up at Central Park, east entrance? We can meet at 12
Okay, see you then. 
                              I look at the time, it's eleven, I only have thirty minutes."Selena!" I shout and run to her room. Selena opens the door, worry all over her face. "What happened?" She asks me. "I need you to make me look decent," I say and push myself into her room.
                              ~*~*~*~
                              My hoodie and old jeans hang off of Selena's armchair and I am now dressed and wearing light makeup. Wearing Selena's yellow raincoat, her high waisted jeans, white floral blouse and my yellow ankle chucks. "Why the raincoat?" I ask "there's like a sixty percent chance of rain," she says.
                              "Why not an umbrella?" I ask and Selena looks up at me, frowning. "The coat will match your shoes, if it gets too hot for the coat then you can stuff it into the backpack," pointing at the black, faux leather backpack.
                              "Also, you will have an umbrella," Selena says and walks out of the room and returns with an umbrella. Selena hands me the umbrella and smiles, proud of her work. "I did a good job," she says to herself and looks at her watch. "And you need to leave," shoves me towards the door.
                              "You already called a taxi, right?" Selena asks and I nod my head. She grabs me by my shoulders and looks me dead in the eye.
                              "If he touches without your consent, I'll come down and kill him," and wraps her arms around me tightly. "I know," I tell her and hug her back. "NOW GO, YOU HAVE A MODEL WAITING ON YOU," Selena says and laughs.
                                      
                                   
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Sew Me Up
FanfictionJulia Roy wants one thing and one thing only: Her designs to get their credit. Julia has been under her stepmother's, Claire, thumb since she was young. Keeping Julia only for her designs and obedience. Alongside Julia's possessive stepmother's sid...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  