Heyya everybody!
If your still reading my story, thanks for sticking with me. My laptop completely crashed and I lost EVERYTHING. So it took me awhile to get back on track. But hopefully, from now on, I'm gonna try to make every day entries... or every couple days... :)
Anywhoooo...... Hope you enjoy the story!
Syd
Ivy's P.O.V.
"Ivy... Wake up..." a husky voice whispered in my ear.
"Ughhh..." I groaned. "Go away!" The person next to me rolled over and I tried to open my eyes. I got about halfway open. "Too sleepy..." I mumbled. I closed them again.
"Aww, Ivy! Don't you love me? If you wake up I'll give you a big kiss!" the person said.
I sat up quickly, eyes wide open. "WHA! WHO? WHY?" I yelled, looking around me frantically.
"Chill I was joking." I turned to see Nick lounging lazily on the side of my bed. I stuck my tongue out at him. "Hey, I'm starving. Make me breakfast?"
"Your evil, you know that?" I told him. He just smiled and nodded at me. I carefully rolled out of my blankets, but ended up tangled in them and fell to the floor. "Da**!" Nick leaned over towards me.
"Nice. Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed?" he snorted.
"Shut it, you a**hole." I stood up and turned to Nick. He blushed a little and looked down at the floor. I looked down at myself and discovered I was wearing tight booty shorts and a black skimpy tank top. "What the- who dressed me??" I screamed, jumping over the bed to tackle Nick.
"Whoa! Chill out! I didn't see anything!" he yelled as I rolled on top of him.
"You- WHAT????" I was getting more and more angrier.
"I'm sorry! But your dress looked really uncomfortable to sleep in so I just... umm..." he pushed me off him and mumbled.
"Okay, fine. But why am I wearing this?" I asked, gesturing at my outfit.
"I found it in a bag in your closet. I just assumed..."
"Do I look like the kind of person who wears this stuff? That was my bag of clothes that my slutty cousin gave me- I put them in the bag to be thrown away!"
"Geez, Ivy. I didn't know!" then Nick suddenly grinned a huge smile and crawled over to me. He placed two hands over my head, locking me to the ground underneath him. "But if it helps, I think you look really sexy in them..."
I pulled back with all my strength and punched him right in the mouth. Oops, I missed. I was going for the nose. Oh well.
"Waa! B****!" he moaned, rolling on the ground holding his face.
"Whoa! It worked?" I rejoiced while Nick glared at me.
"Yeah, it worked. You broke my teeth!" he groaned.
"Dude, I'm a girl. Did you really just get beat up by a girl?" I giggled.
"Shut. Up."
I shrugged my shoulders and headed for the closet. I pulled out an outfit and stepped into the bathroom to change. I could hear Nick groaning as I pulled on my dress. I looked in the mirror and smiled. I was wearing a simple black dress that went almost to my knees. It was cut off at the sides revealing whit ruffles underneath. I had on knee length lace up black boots, lacey black gloves and a simple choker. I put on a little bit of eyeliner, but not too much since it didn't match the dress.
I walked out of the bathroom and Nick smiled at my appearance.
"Wow. I can't wait until my friends see you." He declared. I walked over and playfully punched him on the shoulder.
"Friends?"
"Yeah, you know. The people you hang out with and like and stuff... friends." He replied cockily.
"Ahh, you idiot! I mean when am I gonna see your friends?"
"Oh, well... I was planning on hanging out with the guys today. You can come with me! Oh, and my girlfriends gonna be there to."
My heart sank at those words. Wait, why did my heart sink? Who cares if Nick has a girlfriend? He's prep, I'm... not. Just cuz were friends doesn't mean were meant to be. Duh.
<You like him...>
<Go away! No I don't!>
<Yes you do...>
"Girlfriend?" I mumbled.
"Yeah. Her names Cassie. She's a cheerleader." Nick replied happily, unaware of my internal conflict at his words.
"I. Hate. Cheerleaders." I stated. Nick looked up. He frowned.
"Okay... but Cassie is nice. You'll like her. Trust me!" he said.
"Huh. We'll see about that." I smoothed down my dress and headed downstairs to fix Nick breakfast.
A.N.
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Syd
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