A New Love -on hold-

Chapter 2

We made it to the last episode of Pretty Little Liars that Netflix had. By the end of it the boys were asking for more, just to shut them up I turned on Switched at Birth since they would most likely love it as well. I didn't want to watch it at the moment so I went to my room to go get dressed for the day, Jewel followed me into the room so she could borrow some of my clothes.

"Thank you for last night Alex." she said as she closed the door behind her and followed me to the bathroom. I got the master bedroom which had an amazing bathroom. 

I turned on my straightener and pulled back most of my hair, "No problem sis. You guys were kind of flirting the whole damn time we were outside."

We both started to giggle then she went to my closet and grabbed one of my band shirts, "Is it okay if I borrow this? They are an amazing band after all with awesome music."

"Go ahead. But I thought you were into all of that girly shit that you girly girls call good music." I replied as she started to change into it.

"I don't listen to only that kind of music Alexis. I also listen to the kind of music that you and Seth listen to. Speaking of you and Seth, what's going on with the two of you? You guys have been together all day." she addressed with a very curious look on her face and what seemed to be a "let's get down to business" kind of tone in her voice. 

I looked at her and instead of saying something I picked up my straightener and began to work on the mess that I call hair. She stared at me for five minutes than opened her mouth to say something but didn't because I beat her to it, "We are officially together. He asked me out last night after he told me how he felt."

She smiled at me and started to rant, "So you and sir flippy hair are together? Like finally? Did you never see the way he looked at you?! Alexis he has been attracted to you for about six years now and you are just now knowing because he told you. Well damn girl. I've known since the very first week because he told me. He always came to me to get advice on how to talk to you, and just last week he told me he was thinking about asking you out but didn't know when to ask you. I told him to do it when we had a meteor shower. So you, my dear can thank me for doing that." 

I looked at her with total amazement. Then I noticed that she took my plaid pleated skirt from hot topic, and it looked good with the black tights, her black high heels and my sleeveless Metallica shirt. She looked really good in the outfit, it was something I would wear but with my black vans or converse. She actually seemed to make the outfit look somewhat angelic but urban as well.

"Alex, how would you describe fangirls?" she commented.

I looked at her with a confused look on my face, "Well, fangirls basically are just a rabid breed of human females who are obsessed with fictional characters, actors/actresses, bands, and other famous people or just ordinary people off of the streets that they find attractive. They will go as far as stalking the person or people's every move. Learning where they live, the size of their hands, shoes, dick or boobs, and other things. Fangirls and fanboys are the same just different genders."

I finished my hair and turned it off. She was amazed by what I said, or so it seems. But she and I traded places as she turned on my curler. I went to my closet and pulled out my favorite Suicide Silence shirt, laid it on the bed and walked to the dresser to grab my ripped up gray skinny jeans that had studs on the pockets. I threw it to my bed and grabbed my black studded belt off the top of my dresser than also grabbed my old necklace that I had since third grade before Jewel and I moved to Manchester. We both got one the last day of school, mine says dream and Jewel's says love. I picked out two colorful socks after putting on the necklace that had a maroon string instead of a chain. I grabbed my vans as I walked over to the bed and started to change.