All three of the girls left after we all argued about the shoes I would wear. Brenna wanted me to wear some big black ass heals with an opened toe. Taisa said that the black flats would look way better. Babe said that neither of the shoes would even match my outfit and I should wear some read heels, just as long as Brenna's choice. I finished off saying that Babe was right, they didn't match, and I refused to walk in heels, mainly because I had no idea how to. I said I was going to wear a pair of old converse that went over my ankle. They were dirty, but what ever.
Although, some how I ended up wearing Taisa's much cleaner, white Vans. I should get myself a pair, I like them.
My phone rings, it's Matt.
I answer, “Hello?"
“You ready sweetheart."
“Yeah, you?"
“I'm outside now."
“Okay, I'll be just minute."
I stand from the couch and unwrap myself from a cover I was using. I grab my mini purse.
I walk outside, I saw Matthew, leaning against his car. He didn't see me yet he was looking at his phone.
He was wearing a light blue dress shirt, the cuffs were folded up just below his elbows, he wore some nice jeans, a black watch, and black tie. And oh my God, he was hot!
“You look nice." I manage to say.
You know those movies where the girl is getting picked up by her date, and she looks absolutely gorgeous. Then the wind would blow as soon as her hot date would look up at her. You would see his mouth say the word “wow". He would smile, and wait for her to walk to the car, and he would open the door for her, she would get in... ya know, the guy who all the girls wanted, Mr.Smooth... Yeah, well, Matt wasn't that guy.
He looks up rather quickly.
“Woah!" He says going to run his hands through his hair nervously, forgetting his phone was in them, then dropping it. “Shit!" He swears, picks it up. Stands, pats his clothes, looks at me again. “I um… just… my sister's… I mean you…" He clears his throat. “You too."
I smile. He's all mine.
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“Alright, now for all y'all love birds out there, I suppose I could play a couple slow songs." The DJ says.
I honestly was having fun, I mean all Matt and I have done is walk around, but I have to admit, it was kind of awesome being able to throw in other people's faces that I got one handsome guy.
I was dragging Matt through the slow moving crowd.
“Baby." He calls over the music.
I turn and smile.
He chuckles. “Slow down."
“Sorry." I continue to smile.
“You wanna dance."
It Isn't really my thing, dancing, but for some reason, I kinda want to. But everyone knows I'll never admit something like this.
“Nayhh, let's go get some punch." I say, beginning to drag him again.
He pulls my back my my waist, and turns me around. “Yeah you do." He smiles.
He puts my hands around his shoulders, holding my waist.
“I don't know how to dance." I admit.
“Yeah, me neither."
“Well this isn't great then."
“Just go with it." He shrugs.
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Thief 2 (m.e.)
DiversosMy name is (Y/n), well by law that is, due to the constant years of being bullied, and having my name rhymed with other words in school, I changed my name to Kole. I'm seventeen, live alone, and I'm a Senior in high school. If you were to ask someo...