misinterpreted; jg

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Olivia's POV

Prom. 

My last school dance that I will ever attend too. It's crazy to think that I'll be graduating in just a week. 

I finally found a dress that I was completely in love with. I can't tell you how stressed I was not being able to find one. Let's just say Jack will be at my feet. 

It's also crazy to me that I'll being living my dream of being a model in just a week. This year has brought so many new surprises but many tragedies as well. Miami is waiting for me. 

"I'm so excited for tonight, oh my god." Mia wiggles in her chair from happiness. 

"It's way too early for this." I groan, checking my phone to see that it's 8am, "why so early?"

"This is prom honey, not homecoming. There's much more preparation for it." Mia says dramatically. I just laugh and roll my eyes. 

"Guys, we're gonna be in college soon." Stassie says looking between us smiling. I shift in my seat uncomfortably, they still don't know I'm leaving. I think it would just be easier if I told no one. Easier for me. 

I plaster a fake smile on my face, "Yeah, it's crazy." 

"You alright Liv?" Mia asks. 

I look at her confused, "yeah I'm fine why?" 

"You just seem tense." 

"Just a little nervous for tonight." I lie. They shrug it off and continue to put on some makeup. I don't understand why they're putting it on, when they're just gonna take it off later to apply the makeup for tonight. Also the fact that we're getting our hair done. 

I shake it off and continue scrolling through instagram, liking some fan accounts posts. My following has been growing and I guess you could call me one of those "instagram models" 

My heart aches at the thought of leaving Jack, but I can't let this opportunity go. I probably sound selfish but this is my dream and things like this don't come my way very often. 

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I sit in front of my vanity mirror, applying my last coat of mascara. I stand up and walk over to my closet, pulling out my dress. I turn around and bump into Stassie, seeing her all dolled up in a royal blue dress. She looks beautiful. 

"You look so good." I compliment her. 

She looks down and smooths the dress from bumps, then looks back up at me. "Really? You think Sammy will like it?" 

I nod my head quickly, "definitely, have you not met him?" I laugh.

She laughs as well, "he's crazy."

"I think all of our boys are." I say as I hang my dress up to change into it. Stassie goes and sits on my bed, as I strip from my clothing. Not caring that she's right there. We've been friends for too long for me to even care. 

I grab my dress and step into it, pulling it up and over my shoulders. I reach for the zip, not being able to grasp it. I groan, "can you zip this up please?"

I stand in front of the mirror looking at myself as she zips the dress up. I watch as the fabric slowly hugs my curves in all the right places. 

I pull my hair from the side, letting it fall onto my back, tickling my skin the slightest. I turn around and look at Stas, she smiles giddily. "You look so good oh my god." 

I blush, "You think so?" 

She nods her head, as  my bedroom door opens, revealing Mia in her silver dress.