Ch.34

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I put a timer so I can get ready in 10 minutes. 'I can if I believe' said no one. I go to my bathroom and take a body rinse. I put soap then rinse. I check my timer and that took 2 minutes. Okay good start I thought. I go to my room and change into every piece of clothing I chose last night.

 I wore a sports bra, a sleeveless graphic tee, jean shorts with a blue and black flannel wrapped around my waist. I look at my mirror and I looked great. I decided to leave my hair natural. I go to my bathroom and see that the timer said 5 minutes left. I am impressed that was very fast. 

I head to the bathroom for makeup. Make-up artists. . .my butthole. I put mascara, and lipstick. And boom! Makeover. And I look great. No need for freaking hour long make up tutorial. Reality: I tried once a tutorial of makeup and looked bad so I gave up.

I looked at my timer and saw that I still have 2 minutes. I decided to go to James's room and show off. I look good and did it in 8 minutes. I walk in to see James shirtless putting on another shirt. He saw me, I saw him. It was overly awkward. I shut the door and stood there.

A minute passes and James opens the door. He looks at me and I was in shock. I don't know why, I have seen him half naked all the time. He stood there and saw that I wasn't doing anything so he pulled me in his room. I was looking on the floor.

"Why are you so shocked? You have even touched this before," he said lifting his shirt exposing his abs.

"I don't know," I said. I looked at him and my shock disappeared. I smile spread across my face.

"I got ready in 8 minutes. Look at me, I LOOK GREAT!" I said yelling. He chuckled.

"You are WRONG! And I am RIGHT!" I yelled out. I danced my right dance and he just rolled his eyes. I stood here and didn't notice what he was wearing. He wore leather boots, skinny jeans and a semi-formal button up with his short sleeve rolled up and he didn't need to do his hair because his hair was already looking nice. He just brushed his hair with his fingers to the right. He wore a couple of bracelets on his left wrist and completed his look. He noticed that I was looking at his outfit and showed me a crooked smile.

"Look good in your eyes?" he asked. I roll my eyes.

"Let's go," I say tugging his arm.

"We got to eat first. Do you know how much energy is needed for transportation?" he said. He got a point. I exit the room and head for the kitchen. We see my mom watching a TV and see the kitchen with cold breakfast that we forgot to eat.

"Cold breakfast yum," I say sarcastic. He shoved me lightly. He grabs a mug and grabs some oatmeal. I go to the snack shelf and make some toast. He drinks the oatmeal like coffee.

"Toast?" I ask. He shook his head. Great more for me I spread that butter like I was trying to finish it. I love butter.

"You like butter that much?" James asks. I nod and he looks at me with disgust.

"HEY! We all got difference likings, you health freak." I say yelling. He chuckles.

"How else would I get this bod," he says cocky. I roll my eyes. He walks toward me. I look away to pretend I am not interested. But trust me, I am.

"You like this bod don't you?" he asked when he was just a few centimeters from my face. I look at him as if I didn't care. I looked away but he moved my face with his index finger.

"I do-" I say but was interrupted by my mom yelling.

"You guys hungry?" she yells from the living room. James basically ran away from me once he heard my mom's voice. I laughed.

"NO MOM! WE GOOD!" I say yelling back. She stayed silent.

"We got to go, come on." I say while still laughing. He was blushing bright red. 

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