Chapter Thirty: What's the move?
Of course, Elise picks the perfect time to show up out of nowhere.
I wasn't pissed but a little on edge just because I had no idea what that was back there.
We almost kissed.
"So you fancy my best friend?" Nicholas asks.
My head snaps in his direction where he was leaning against the wall with crossed arms and a raised brow.
I roll my eyes and brush past him almost as if he was never there.
"It's fine if you have a crush, but if I recall you're on a pretty strict contract." He tsks, following behind me.
"So everyone keeps reminding me," I sigh, pulling out my phone.
Nicholas stands right in front of me, just as I begin to scroll to Syndey's name and hovers over me.
"Honestly speaking, you already broke a fair amount of the conditions,"
Wtf it's not that big of a deal.
"The only way this company would find out is if someone snitched," I told him, typing aggressively against the keyboard.
hailbail666_
You feel like taking a trip out of town?
"That's very true which is why you have to keep your circle small because if you're not careful-"
Nicholas kept on ranting to me about not being careful with the people I talked to and I guess got fed up with me not paying attention because he snatched my phone from me.
"Hey!" I whine, reaching for his arm.
"I'm serious, Bailey. You've grown on me and you're rude to my friends which is why I like you," He admits, poking my chest.
I continue jumping on him to get my phone back as it chimes, sending a notification on my lock screen.
"Just don't fuck things up for yourself," Nicholas tells me, bringing his hand back down and handing me my phone.
I lick my lips, staring into his deep green-blue eyes.
He actually looked sad.
"Okay, I won't," I mumble.
A smile crosses his face, and he holds out a big pinky finger.
I scoff, furrowing my brows.
"Really?" I ask, snorting at his goofy grin.
"Promise me," He says.
I roll my eyes and lock our pinkies together and then seal the promise with our thumbs.
"I promise you, Nicholas Brown, that I won't fuck things up for myself because you like me and want me to stay," I answer smirking at him.
"I'm gonna regret telling you that," He sighs, dropping our hands.
I take the time to look at Sydney's reply and smile at her message.
._.sydnine69._.
sure girly! what's the move?
"From what I know, Sydney is the only tolerable one from that friend group. Just watch your back," Nicholas informs me.
I shove his shoulder back and type a response back to her, saying how I wanted to go clubbing.
hailbail666_
There's this club about half an hour outside of town. I talked to the guy who's VIP there and he said he can get us in XP
"If I need help, I'll DM you," I say, powering my phone off and crossing my arms.
Nicholas sticks his hand out and I make a weird face at him.
"I'll just put my number in your phone so you can call cause that's more effective," he explains.
I groan and give him my phone and then run upstairs and change since Sydney said she'd be here in fifteen.
A burgundy mini dress with spaghetti straps and a crossed back paired along with black heels is what I dressed in and then threw on a matte black choker.
I dig heavy dark makeup and tied my hair up into a messy bun before grabbing my clutch and then heading out.
Owen and Kevin both waited by the front door with crossed arms, looking like bodyguards when I was halfway down the stairs.
"What," I groaned after I was off the last step.
They both glanced at each other before moving aside and letting me out of the house.
"Tell Holly I'll be back at midnight," I say and then wave goodbye without looking at them.
The door slammed behind me and I walked slowly towards the white Toyota Camry.
"Damn B!" Sydney called from the rolled down window, giving me a once over.
I know You by Lil Skies played from her speakers but as I got closer she cranked it up.
"DON'T YOU, YOU JUST WANNA FUCK ME FOR THE FAME! YEAH I KNOW YOU-" She screamed, and I swung the passenger door open.
I buckled up and pulled out some lip plumper gloss as she took off, making me jerk back into the seat.
Figuring the boys for sure wouldn't let me leave if I wore what I stashed in the clutch, I whipped out my silver hoops the size of my palm.
Well aware of the fact that I looked like a bad bitch, I started fixing my makeup in the mirror and then cranked the music some more.
"I'M IN A SPACESHIP GET READY FOR TAKEOFF CAN'T FUCK WITH LIL SHORTY I KNOW THAT SHE BASIC, SHE MAKIN' MY DICK SOFT!" We both screamed as she sped down the street.
Sydney pulled out her dab pen and started taking hits going faster, and then handed it to me while she made a left-hand turn exhaling.
The windows were rolled down and I could feel my false lashes threatening to fly off.
I looked her over, smiling at the outfit she had on while rolling the window up with my free hand.
It was a grey cotton mini dress with a blue denim jacket over it and then she had on soft tan heeled ankle boots.
"You and your ankle boots!" I yell taking a hit of her pen.
She shrugs, turning the music down a little and rolling the rest of the windows up.
"I don't trust full on heels like you have on, and these are subtle and don't scream I might break if you run in me," She joked, turning onto the high way.
I raised my brows and pursed my lips.
She had a point.
"Tonight is gonna be so lit," I cringe, making a weird face.
I rlly just said that.
"Don't ever say lit again," Sydney laughs, pressing the forward button.
Dip by Tyga started playing and then she looked over at me with a smirk.
"Ayee, turn this shit up!" I tell her as her hand turns the volume button.
"Young money!" We both say, and I point at a random car.
Sydney closes her eyes a little and smiles at me, giving me a once over.
"I know you gonna do it for the gram right," She tells me and I shrug.
"FIRST THINGS FIRST, I FUCK... GET ALL THE MONEY!" We yell and continue blaring the song all the way to the club.
I think she's my new best friend.
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