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"y/n that looks hideous! next!"

i groaned and began taking off the dress i was currently wearing, "you know david, your very judgemental."

"just trying to make you look fabulous, y/n."

i rolled my eyes and stepped into another dress, it was a slim fit, black dress with flowers on it and spaghetti straps.

"y/n you're going to the cinema, not your aunt's wedding."

"fuck you, david."

"save it for ben, doll."

i raised my eyebrow, "ben?"

he lied down on my bed more comfortably, "well, yeah, isn't that who you're going with?"

i forgot to tell him who i'm going with..

"no, david,"i furrowed my brows, "i'm not going with ben, i'm going with caitlin, from art history?"

he widened his eyes, "WHAT? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME??"

"I DON'T KNOW!"

he sighed, "right, now i know. come on girl, go a little more casual, okay?"

he sounded disappointed, i sighed while putting on a pair of white boyfriend jeans, which were large at the ankles so i rolled them up.

"i thought, after my experiment, that you would go out with ben.."

"well," i began, oh he's going to kill me, "he did ask me out, tonight, but since i'm going with caitlin—"

"oh, honey, you better get those shoes on and start running, i'm going to kill you!"

i groaned, pairing my white jeans with a coca-cola crop top and white converse.

"well? how do i look?"

"fine.."

i sighed in frustration, "you're a bitch."

"well, you turned down a good offer."

i rolled my eyes, my hair and make up was already done, usual two braids and basic makeup.

i grabbed my coat, a black, roomy leather jacket and my bag, which had my house keys, phone and wallet.

"i'm going to go, it's half five, lock the door on your way out."

he nodded and i walked out the door, down the stairs and out the front door, the crisp evening air greeting me.

it was early autumn, the leaves on the trees were just starting to appear brown and the nights grew quicker.

i got on the bus, got out near the cinema and began my walk toward the large complex, smiling to myself as i thought of the movie we were going to see.

she told me it was some action movie she was dying to see, and asked if it was alright if we could watch it, ofcourse it was.

i rounded the corner and was faced with the cinema entrance and

wow.

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