After cutting the vegetables, I placed them around the marinated chicken pieces and slid the tray inside the oven. Washing my hands, I strolled towards the living room where Dad was busy reading a magazine.
"The dinner will be ready soon." I said and flopped down beside him, resting my head on his shoulder.
"Tiffany just called, the woman who lives-"
"I know who is Tiffany Dad." I informed him, earning a nod from him. How could I ever forget anyone who was related to Adam? That guy had messed me up, caused me to spend the whole week like an effing irritable person. I bickered with Sophia once, scolded Emily twice and even argued with Naoh but the last case was nothing new. He just smirked in return and came back to tease me after an hour.
All because one particular egoistic son of a biscuit couldn't come and talk to me once, let me explain what I wanted to say or hear what he had to tell me.
"She has invited us to dinner tomorrow night." Dad told me and I almost choked on the air. After a whole week of not talking, I was supposed to sit in front of him and torture myself for hours.
"Umm.. Can I ditch? I've a test." I said, using my most innocent face. Dad contemplated for a minute whether it was okay for me to skip this and at the end, he sighed and agreed.
"Fine."
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"Emergency. I need an outfit." I called Sophia who let out some incomprehensible words from the other side of phone.
"Are you even awake?" I asked in panic and heard a yawn from the other side.
"It's fucking 1pm on a Sunday morning. Of course I'm not awake." she blubbered and I let out a groan.
"I need your help Soph. Tiffany has invited me to dinner tonight and I don't have one fucking decent dress in my closet." I whined, letting out a weird noice.
"But didn't you say you were skipping it?" she said, her voice finally started to sound awake.
"I was. But Dad has an important meeting tonight so he can't come. And now, I have to join the dinner and apologize from his side." I complained, wiping the drops of sweat from my forehead. I was getting really anxious at the thought of having a dinner at his house.
"You have a whole closet filled with every type of outfit. Why do you want a new one?" She asked as I heard the noise of water running from the phone. She brushed for two minutes and I stood there, listening the weird sounds his mouth made throughout the preocess.
"Are you not listening to me? It's a dinner at his house. A formal dinner. I need some new clothes." I screamed and then realized how rude I sounded. "Sorry." I whispered, wishing she had heard it.
"it's okay Al. I understand. I'll pick you in an hour and we will buy something." she suggested and I finally felt relieved.
"Thank you so much Soph. Love you." I spoke in a happy voice.
"I don't need your love babe. Just buy me a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses and you're good to go." she laughed and cut the call after I assured him that I'll buy her one.
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After searching through each shop of the mall for two hours, we finally found a blue jumpsuit for me.
When I returned my house, it was already five so I had to rush in the bathroom first without relaxing for few minutes. After drying my hair, I styled them in a high pony over my head.
It didn't took me much time to dress up because I decided to wear very light makeup, just some BB cream to hide my freckles and a nude lipstick. The outfit suited me really well, it didn't look eye-catching but it wasn't drab either. Overall, I looked decent.
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Someone Like Adam
Teen Fiction"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complai...
