Last Night

Chapter Six

As I had expected I got questioned to hell and back for my new 'acquaintance' as Fi put it. I didn't tell any of my friends that I was having dinner with: Stuart, Fi, Duncan or Lewis about my beach date with my mystery guy in just under three hours.

The guys and Fi were talking about going out again tonight at about ten. But I wasn't sure how long my date would last - and I had no excuse to not go. Well except this hangover but that'd never stopped me before..

Leaving me no chance or time of coming up with an excuse Lewis came behind me throwing his arms around my waist and put his lips to my ear "what about you my little slag?"

"Wow, charming as ever"

"And when am I not?"

"Ha, isn't that the joke of the century!"

"Enough of your shit jokes, you coming or not?"

"I'll see"

"What the hell does that mean?!"

"It means I'll see!" I ended up shouting and I really didn't want to. I looked across at the faces of my friends and they all sat in silence. I threw my plate onto the counter and marched through to my room to get changed.

I could here them murmuring, obviously about me but I didn't care to be blunt.

I striped out of my grey joggies and white crop top, leaving me standing in a light green thong and white bra. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was quite good looking actually. Slim with a 32B cup and golden hair, wavy and cut into side bangs. My blue eyes were probably my best feature, sparkling in the light of the sun through the windows. I continue to strip completely down and jump in the shower. I must have about two and a half hours left to get ready.

After I got out the shower I pull my hair up into a bun and sit down at my counter unvailing all my makeup. To be honest I'm not exactly what you'd call a makeup pro but I know a little.

I finish bronzing my cheeks and applying my nude lipstick. Nice. I unravel the knot I had made on the top of my head allowing my hair to fall down across my shoulders. I quickly blow dry it and brush it through. My original plan was to straighten it but I instead leave it natural, that's the way I like it best.

I walk out of my bathroom and into my bedroom, time to choose something to wear. Suprisingly it didn't take me long. I get my acid washed demim high waisted shorts and a white crocheted crop top and pull it over a set of matching white undies. I check my legs, and the rest to gladly find I had shaved them just last night. I pull on a pair of Nike Air Max, the matched perfectly. I felt so good.

I walked out into the main part of my apartment, past my friends (who, may I add, sat in complete silence as I did so.) and straight out of the door. Phone and clutch in hand.