'Whats that from?' Mason says lifting up my sleeve a little more to reveal the obvious bruise.
Shįt I forgot about that one, 'I bumped into my counter last night. You know me, clumsy'.
Mason looks at me knowingly.
'I have to get to class but I'll m...
"Are you okay?" He asks, throwing a t-shirt over his head.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I mumble, ransacking my closet.
"Last night. You were pretty shaken up" He scratches his neck, nervously.
"Mas, can we talk about this another day? Please" I throw my closet door shut, not seeing anything to wear.
"Yeah, okay. I'm sorry" He hugs me, grabbing some clothes from my closet.
I slip the white crop top, grey shorts and cardigan on. I pull some slip on vans on, keep my hair natural and do some quick makeup, putting some chapstick and lipstick on.
(Outfit below)
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"Do I look okay?" I dab concealer under my eyes.
"You look gorgeous Le. Just really tired" He frowns.
"I know, I have not been sleeping" I sigh, grabbing my bag.
"Want to sleep over tonight?" He asks.
"Okay, that works. I have a double shift after school but I'll stop home after work and pack a bag for your house" I nod, kissing his cheek.
I feed Bella while making our coffee and then we hit the road.
Mason let me sleep in pretty late so we didn't have time for my original plan, to take Mason to coffee.
"Can't we just skip today?" I whine as we walk into the school.
"I wish. Only a month left" He kisses my cheek, placing his hand in mine.
"I like this outfit by the way" He spins me, making me crash into his chest.
I shriek, collecting unnecessary attention. "Sorry" I blush, not wanting anyone to look at me.
"You still have that attention thing, huh?" He smirks, a smile on my face.
"I do. Is that a problem? It's not my fault the only attention I got during school was from your friends who wanted A's on their homework's" I poke his chest, dragging him to my locker.
"Hey, you know I don't like that, I would have stopped it" He places my books in my locker, grabbing the correct ones.
"Okay, sure Mr. Big-shot" I joke, sliding down to the floor.
"You okay?" Richie laughs.
"Get up" Mason smiles, pulling my arm.
"Let me nap. I'm tired" I yawn, placing my head on my knees.
"Babe, come on. The bells going to ring and then you're going to get trampled" Mason laughs.
"So? Let them trample me" I mumble, closing my eyes.
