John Lewis Christmas ad to the side cos it made me cry :) ----->
*TWO MONTHS LATER*
Alyssa's POV:
It had already been two months since Luke and I started dating and we were still going strong. First month into our relationship, my Twitter blew up. I went from 139 followers to 22,000. Of course I still got hate, but I'm a big girl, so I handled it. I remember the first dinner with Luke's parents. And I can tell you, I was nervous as hell.
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I had just about finished curling my hair without burning myself with my shaking hands. I was so damn nervous. I was wearing a mid thigh length, 3/4 sleeve dress that had white lace on the top and blue at the bottom. I wore strappy sandals and had a delicate flower necklace resting comfortably around my neck. I painted my nails light blue to match my dress. I kept to a nude lipstick and Tori did a dark blue smokey eyeshadow look on my eyes. I took my nose piercing out, cos I was scared what Luke's parents would think of me if I turned up with a nose piercing. I already had an eyebrow piercing that I couldn't get out. I changed my phone case to a cute white one with black hearts. I grabbed a light blue bag and I was ready to go. (Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/dinner_with_andrew_liz_hemmings/set?id=127430416).
I waited anxiously for Luke to arrive. What if his parents didn't like me? What if they didn't approve of me? Did I dress too tacky? What if I made a fool out of myself? All these questions that I couldn't stop from thinking about. I heard a car horn outside and I knew that Luke had arrived. I took a deep breath and stepped outside. I smiled weakly at him as I got into the passenger's seat of the sleek black Range Rover.
"You ready, babe?" He asked, keeping his eyes on the road
"Ready as I'll ever be, I guess." I sighed, staring out of the window.
Luke noticed that I was looking nervous as he said "Hey, Alyssa?" I looked at him slowly, "don't worry about it, alright? You'll be fine. My parents are really easy going."
I just smiled weakly at him again.
After an awkward twenty minute drive, we finally got to some fancy French restaurant. Luke stepped out of the car and opened the door on my side to help me out. I took his hand as he helped me get out of the car. He shut the door and locked it before guiding me inside. He gave his name at the reservation stand and we were guided to the table, where Andrew and Liz were already waiting.
As we walking toward the table, my palms became ferociously sweaty and suddenly, I felt all of my energy being blown out of me. Oh no. I can't have a panic attack right now, I thought. A sudden tidal wave of fear and anxiety coursed through my body, taking over everything. My hands started shaking and I couldn't breathe. Then out of nowhere, I collapsed to the ground.
"Alyssa!" Luke screamed. I only just about heard him. I was full on crying now and curled up in the middle of the restaurant. I saw waiters and waitresses rushing over to help me. Luke was crouching down beside me and squeezed my hand really tight, which was difficult because I couldn't stop shaking. Then, tiny black dots started to appear in my sight and suddenly, my whole sight became engulfed in darkness...
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So yeah. Let's just say that the dinner was rescheduled for another time. Now it's the 4th July (whoop whoop #GoAmerica) and I just got up. After showering and brushing my teeth, I decided to get into the 4th of July spirit. I put on a cartoon crop top with damaged overall shorts and my American flag Converse. I put on my DOPE snapback and a bunch of random bracelets. I quickly braided my hair to the side and I even got 4th of July nails done the night before. I saw a random denim bag lying on the floor, so I grabbed it and shoved alll of my stuff in there. I changed my phone case to an old patriotic design and this was all before breakfast (Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/4th_july/set?id=128222527).
I ran down for breakfast to see that mom had left me a plate of pancakes. I guess she went to work already. Honestly, that woman works too damn hard. I ate the pancakes anyway and I mentally cried at the fact that I had to go back to work today. Standing behind a counter folding clothes while guys having a mid-life crisis try and flirt with me is not fun. At all. I dumped the plate in the dishwasher and packed my work clothes in my bag, since I was going to work straight after school.
Tori finally bought her own car, so I wouldn't have to drag her fat ass to school everyday. I hopped into my car and drove to school.
At lunch, I went to go and sit with Tori and my other friends, Luna and Kassadee. As I dug into my beef taco, I saw these other girls giving me dirty looks. I turned to Kassadee, Luna and Tori and asked, "Is there a reason that those girls are looking at me like I'm a bag of crap?"
Kassadee just chuckled. "Has it not occurred to you that you're dating the guy from one of the most famous boy bands in the world?"
"Oh yeah..." I thought aloud.
"You're so stupid, Alyssa!" Luna laughed
"Whatever." I scoffed.
As I made my way to English, this girl who I really don't like brushed past me and coughed, "slut".
Oh, she did not go there. I turned around on my heel, "I'm sorry, did you say something, Rhea?" I spat.
"Oh nothing, just that you're a total slut and I bet Luke just pities you." She smirked.
I see how it's gonna be, Rhea. I get it.
I rolled my eyes and sighed, "You know what, Rhea? I would slap you, but I don't want to go to jail for animal cruelty." And with that, I turned around and stalked off.
"Oh yeah, by the way, I don't think you have the right to call someone a slut when you've obviously been banged more than a snooze button on a Monday morning." I smirked, not even bothering to turn around.
Finally, school was over, and the gossip of the little spat I had with Rhea got around quickly. Currently, I was on my way to Hollister to start my shift. I parked my car and walked into the mall. I arrived at Hollister ten minutes later, since there was a cue for the elevator, and I'm too lazy to take the stairs. I quickly got changed in the bathroom next to the store. As I got to the cash register, my boss, Tim came up to me with an all too familiar face.
"Alyssa, this is Dan, the new guy. You're going to mentor him for a week. No ifs and no buts, because frankly, I don't care, you're stuck with him." And then he walked away, leaving me with Dan. I narrowed my eyes at him and I realised that I would be mentoring none other than Danny Malone. Great.
He grinned slyly at me. "Well, well, well. What do we have here? None other than the moody bitch herself."
"Shut up, Malone. I got five rules for you. Number One: Don't talk to me. Number Two: Don't piss me off. Number Three: Don't touch my ass. Number Four: Always stay at least five feet away from me. And Number Five: Do not ever, EVER mention this at school, or I swear to God, I will find you and cut your balls off in your sleep." I threatened.
Danny just widened his eyes and nodded rapidly.
It's nice to have guys wrapped around your finger.
A/N:
Hello, this is Anna and Tolu. Is you okay? Is you good? Cos we wanted to know! (If you don't watch GloZell Green, then you won't get this). Chapter over. Thank goodness. Don't blame me if this is short, my friend was supposed to update and she didn't, so.....
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