Jared, I murdered your uncle

Chapter 21

Maria’s P. O. V.:

I put on my skinny black jeans with a blue silk sleeveless top, with dark blue wedges, for makeup, I had a dark pink lipstick with a blue eyeliner. We were at my home, I and Irina were getting ready, whereas all the guys were already ready, and I didn’t really see them yet.

Irina was wearing a black silk dress that made her black eyes pop out even more. When I showed myself to her, she folded her arms and raised an eyebrow.

“Are you serious Ree? Jeans? Really?” She asked. I nodded innocently.

“No, shut up, no jeans today, it’s… this…” She held a short maroon dress that stopped at mid-thigh. No way.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“I’m dead serious Maria.”

“What? I… can’t…”

“Okay, then, how about this?” She held black jean shorts. These were good.

“Do I get to where this blue top and these wedges?”

“Sure, you’ll kill it!” I took it and ran to the washroom and changed.

When I came out, she gasped.

“You, look, hot!” I rolled my eyes, there was a knock on the door, and Henry and Jared stood there their mouths hanging open.

First they looked at Irina and their eyes widened when they saw me.

“You- uhh, you guys… like are you ready, Lesley’s saying hurry up, we’re taking his car today.” Henry managed.

Henry was wearing black jeans with a black vest that said ‘Punks not dead’ and wore a silver necklace with a cross hanging at the end. His hair was pointing in different directions.

Jared was wearing black jeans as well, with a black button up shirt, and his sleeves were folded up, he looked stunning, like a model out of a magazine.

They both smirked at each other when they saw me and Irina gaping.

Irina lost balance on her heels; I grabbed her arm, and shook my head. And we went out.

“You- guys look hot.” Henry managed, Jared was silent, and staring at me, I smirked at him, and he looked away, downstairs the rest were slumped on the couches, when they saw us, they jumped, looking up and down. “Everyone looks hot, now cut the gaping and let’s go!” Lesley was wearing a grey  formal shirt with as usual, the same black jeans, PJ was in a blue button up shirt with dark blue jeans, which matched his eyes at night.

Before we were about to sit, Jared grabbed my arm and pulled me at the extreme back. I folded my legs and sat, he did the same and looked at me.

“What?”

“You look different without your glasses!” No wonder my head hurt.

“My glasses!” I yelled out loud.

“Ow! You’re so loud!” Zach covered his ears. Lance laughed.

“You’re going without them today!” Irina said from somewhere in the car. I pouted and sat back down.

When we reached the club, there was music drinks, crowd, a big crowd, everyone went separate ways. I felt an elbow nudging me, it was Lesley.

“Hey, you really do look good.”

“You too, I didn’t know you owned such clothes.”

“I really don’t, borrowed from PJ.” Oh, that’s why I felt I’ve seen these clothes.