Getting To Know You

Chapter 7

"OMG TURN UP" Kara yelled at the top of her lungs as she took a turn at full speed. I am going to die. My eyes widened and I gripped my seat. Apparently One Direction decided it was the perfect time to sing She's Not Afraid with their angelic voices. Kara did not let that go unnoticed.

"TIGHT DRESS WITH THE TOP CUT LOW" she screamed potentially ruining the song. She whipped her hair all over the place. Oh what the hell.

"SHE'S NOT AFRAID OF ALL THE ATENTION" I screamed back. What turned out into a singing session turned out in a screaming session.

"BUT HOW COME SHE'S SO AFRAID OF FALLING IN LOOOOOOVE" Kara and I screamed at the top of our lungs. I was rocking my air guitar while Kara was working the drums on the steering wheel like a pro.

"WHAT YOU'RE WORTH" We both looked at each other and then continued with our ridiculous dance routine.

"SHES NOT AFRAID OF ALL THE ATTENTION" we screamed and whipped our hair pretending we were performing on a concert. I swear we could start a band. Sadly, the song ended and the stupid radio changed it to a The Wanted song. Fucking peasants.

"Ew ew ew" Kara said as she turned off the radio "Like seriously how can a radio go from Prada to nada that quickly"

"I swear if it weren't for you turning off the radio my ears would've started bleeding" We giggled like maniacs and then Kara stepped on the brakes.

"Girl I swear we should start a band"

"YAAAAAAAS" I said back like a retarded goat as we both headed towards the shops.

"We gotta get you something hot and smoking that'll leave Daniel drooling in a corner" she yanked me towards Forever 21.

"And we gotta look for something that Mr. IDK will want to take off" I giggled.

"Seriously, Mr. IDK?"

"You never told me who your crush was"

"And I'm never gonna tell you" she taunted.

"Oh, but I already know who it is"

"No you don't" she said surely, but by the look in her eyes I knew she wasn't that confident.

"It's Ashton"

"Nope, I'll never tell you"

"Luke?"

"Nuh-uh" she gagged. I laughed, I knew she was kidding. I'd never admit it, but Luke kinda reminded me of a sex god.

"Micheal"

She blushed, but shook her head.

"Oh my God it's Micheal" I squealed.

"Shut up" she slapped my arm.

"omg new otp: MIRA"

"Don't tell anyone, please" she begged looking up to me.

"Sure, I got your back" and I truly meant it, I hated when people broke their promises.

"It's just that, I don't know the way he acts so tough and badass, but in reality he's a softie, his biceps just kill me, the fact that he's so unpredictable like you can't even know what his hair color is for sure, his love for video games, his good taste in music, his hair is fluffy, his eyes, he has a really cool name, his hair is really fluffy"

"Damn it girl you're whipped, by the way you said that twice" I laughed.

"It's just so fluffy! Like seriously everytime he talks, I can't stop thinking about how much I wanna touch his hair" Kara whined.

"Oh my god, I'm totally gonna be your wingman"

"I don't know, a guy like him would never go out with a girl like me" Kara sighed.

"Of course Micheal would love to go out with a girl who's funny, sweet, beautiful, and crazy about him. Trust me honey, you're just his type"

"You're sugarcoating it"

"Am not!"

"Are too"

"Am not"

"Are too, and besides I'm pretty sure he thinks of me like a sister"

"Stop whining and besides, once he sees you with the dress I'm gonna pick out he definetely won't think of you as his sister"

Kara smiled faintly as I pulled her into the store.

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"I look like a whale slut" I cried.

I currently stood in front of Kara with possibly the tightest dress ever. It was a strapless number that ended just below my butt it had a leather like material and I felt fat. It was really tight and it did show off my curves, but I looked like a prostitute.

"Yheah that's kind of a whore-fit, but I bet Dan will love it" she reasoned and I shook my head. I closed the curtain and stripped off of the horrible thing.

"NEXT"

Kara threw a dress at me and I catched it. This one was cute. It was a black number, skin tight (but didn't make me feel fat), strapless, the top wasn't cut low, and it reached two inches below my butt.

I got out and did a mini twirl. Kara wolf-whistled and I bowed.

"This is the one" I said staring at myself in the mirror. Then I turned to look back at her with an evil smile.

"Your turn" I said and she groaned.

After practically pushing Kara into the dressing room and roaming the store for about a year, I found the one.

I ran to the dressing room, happily and threw the dress at Kara.

"Change, now" I barked. She changed as quickly as she could. I could be intimidating when I wanted to.

She squealed from inside the dressing

room and I drew the curtain.

"ZAAAYYUUUM" I said approving.

It was a white dress and it fitted her perfectly. It really showed off her waist and petite form. It reached her mid thigh and it was really tight.

"I. Love. It." she said betweeen pauses.

"Micheal is gonna propose on the spot once he sees you" I declared.

She laughed and we both skipped up to the check-out counter. We then both paid and waltzed out of the store.

"Donuts?"

"Donuts." I said and we both entered the nearest Dunking Donuts.

Once we ordered our donuts and gobbled them up Kara filled me up with all the gossip.

Apparently Calum and Sophie were dating since sophmore year, Ashley was adopted, Luke likes penguins, Daniel is obsessed with his hair, Micheal likes

the word amazeballs, Ashton has the most amazing giggle, and that the girl I insulted on my first day of school was the most intimidating little bitch and that I was amazeballs for standing up to her.

"What did she do to you?" I asked referring to the little bitch who I met at lunch yesterday.

"Oh, nothing really" she said a look of hurt in her eyes.

"Tell me, I'll destroy her"

She just smiled weakly, but didn't answer. I decided to not push it, she would tell me when she wanted to I just had to wait.

After a short silence Kara got up.

"Move your butt girl we gotta get ready" she exclaimed running out of the donut place with me trailing behind. Time to get ready.