Kelcie

2

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Another chapter!? My face rfn ⬆

It is now 6 o clock. I have a meeting at 7 and what the raas am I going to wear. I threw open my closet door in utter confusion. A quiet knock was heard from the direction of my door.

“Go the fuck away Opal!” I should, feeling very frustrated. She opened the door anyways, and peeped in with a huge smirk on her pretty light skinned face, the shoulder length blonde hair pulled into a barely there ponytail.

Like literally.

“Though you would need some help from a fashionista.” She smirked. I rolled my eyes.

“No I bloodclaat don’t. And weren't the fashionistas evil villains in the powerfuff girls” I snapped.

“What the fuck Kelse!" She rolled her eyes, "And plus, the clothes strewn all over your room says otherwise. And stop acting like you don’t need it. Youll have to knock me out if you don’t want it bitch!” she retorted.

I sighed. “Fine help me.” Opalina’s mood instantly changed, like omfg.

She dug through the poles of clothes on my bed and picked out a white dress, with a little brown leather jacket with a pair of brown ankle boots. I stood there dumbstruck.

"Dayum Opal, who knew?" I whispered as I looked at the clothing ensemble.

"Craig knew." She muttered sadly. My heart reached out to her, but my feet weren't working.

" Welp, " she began, "You need to get your fine ass the baffroom in double time!"

I grinned and slapped her flat ass. She squealed and ran out of my room.

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I stared at the girl in the mirror incredulously. She was wearing a plain white dress which more than hugged her curves and ended at my knee. The jacket over the dress and the boots accented the outfit perfectly.

The coiled clip-ons she wore added that extra pop, with that pair of Electra earcuffs.
Her black curly hair was in a tight bun, with a few loose tendrils framing her face.

She wore no makeup, not that her face was smooth, but she had no need for it. Bareface is best.

"Oh man holly sheet!" I exclaimed as I studied my profile. "Dang this dress was hugging and showing my assets! "

Opal winked. "Yah baby ya!"

I waved her off. "I got to go."

She knocked meekly. " Alright. Be safe. Be back by eleven. "

" Alright mom. " I rolled my eyes. "Be safe. Bad Bxtch (pronounced Bixt by me) is in the corner by the tv."

She opened the front door and I ran to the car. She put up the peace sign and I returned the gesture. Time to meet these goofy cats.

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I pulled up right into a spot in front of a cozy little
cafe, The Rank. I stepped outside, the warm-ish weather welcoming me.

I stepped inside the cafe, a very islandish vibe coming out to greet me. A small smile made its way unto my face.

Someone tapped me on my shoulder and I whirled around to see a man, or should I say, boy, dressed in a white dress shirt with and a blue and blue and yellow best and black jeans and slacks (which actually looked near in him) smiling widely. "Good day ma'am" he smiled, his honey blonde hair framing his softish looking face, "Are you here to see someone?"

I nodded. "Yes. Campbell."

He pointed to a booth in one corner of the cafe, and there I saw Matt and Pay seated there.

Ok, honey, you can do this.

I calmly walked over to the booth, where they were engrossed in a conversation. I cleared my throat and they turned around.

"Hey guys!" I greeted with a lazy smirk on my face. Matt broke out into a full grin whereas Pat had a ommfg she actually showed up look on his face.

"Hey Kelcie!' Said Matt, and went over leaving space for me to sit. I shrugged. "Sup what y'all boys up to?" I enquired. Pat sent a playful glare my way.

"Boys? I would hardly say that, I-"

"-am a fully grown man unlike this immature imbecile sitting before me. I gave fully grown grown male parts!" Matt interrupted and I rolled my eyes.

"Fully grown make parts my ass! Says to the one who has to masturbate with is pinky" Pat snapped.

Matt's eyes went as wide as my great grandma's dinner plates while I was left dumbstruck. A furious blush took over his face filled by a awkward silence. I took this moment to study their faces.

Matt was one of sharp jaws, chestnut brown eyes as green as the lawn at home, the body of an Adonis, with one of the most charming smiles ever. While Pat was hardly different. Apart from his honestly quite genome name, he was the more mature one, with the same hair and eyes as his brotherly counterpart, but with killer dimples (although no greater dimples than Namjoon) and Cupid boy on his lips which seemed to set of his looks even more. His build was a bit skinnier and shorter than his brother.

Hella different than the children from Milo's taxi.

"So y'all," I spoke up, "I hungry, let's chow huh?I

They smiled. I swear for the first time, I swooned.

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