The Coach & The performance

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Chapter Four:

"Okay what about this one"? I said as I placed it in front of me while body trying it on in the mirror and looking at the clock in was 6:20

"Eh it looks too tight". Karah said.

"What's wrong with tight"? I asked Karah."I thought guys like that". I continued.

"Yeah middle and high school guys like that not older guys". She said. " You don't wanna show up to a club like Cago with a tight dress on. Cause then that'll make you look like a s-". I yelled "Don't say it. I'm pretty sure I got it!

"Okay good then". She said.

"Then what can I wear that wouldn't make me look you know". I replied.

Karah got up and started looking through my closet. Ransacking through my clothes. She was better at this than I was. I helped her pick out clothes for school, and she helped me pick out clothes for things like this.

After about ten minutes if rummaging she finally found something.

"Okay what about this"? She shows me this cute outfit. But I feel like it's a bit off. I ransacked my closet to find different pieces.

"Okay what about this"? I said and showed her this gold sparkly top, and this black skinny jeans

"Cute. Oh very cute". She said. "What type of jewelry are you gonna wear"? I showed her this gold bullet necklace, and some rings.

"Ooh I like." She said in reply.

"And what about shoes"? She asked me.

I picked up a brownish pair of combat boots matching my blouse, and showed it to her.

She gasped."I love it". She said.

Ok now it's time to get dressed. Karah already had her outfit ready. She was a mastermind at this type of stuff. I went to the bathroom and put on my clothes. When I came out Karah was already dressed, and done with her make-up and ready to do mine. I sat down in the chair and let Karah work her magic. When she was done it was 6:55. The last we had to do was my hair Karah and I were thinking of doing very loose curls, and then brushing them out.

I sat there trying to sat still as Karah curled my hair. It was now 7:05 and the concert didn't start till 8:00. So we had to move quickly. Within five more minutes she was done with my curls. I then put my on my combat boots and Karah sprayed me with some amazing perfume. I sprayed myself a couple of times to make I smelled good. Lastly, I just brushed out my curls so they looked loose enough.

It was now 7:16 we had to go.I called my mom from upstairs, and told her that we had made plans with the soccer team, and that we were ready to leave. We grabbed our purses and our tickets we got into the backseat while my mom got in the driver's seat. She backed out of the driveway, and headed for the highway. She put all the windows down in the car seeing how it was still warm outside. But we put up the ones in the back back up because we didn't wanna mess up our hair.

The club was about 10 minutes away from our house so it wasn't like it was far. We ended up getting to the club about 7:30-7:35 ish. My mom pulled up on the side of the curb. Karah was the first person to get out.

"Oh hey. What time should I pick you guys up"? My mom asked.

"Um. I'll just call you and let you know when were ready to go or if you don't answer I'll just get a ride home with Karah". I replied

"Oh ok cool". She said.

"Mom don't say cool. Just because you say it doesn't make you it". I replied and closed door.

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