It was a long two days of shopping and making over with Tre, but he finally decided he was content. Basically he gave me some layers, taught me how to wear makeup, and totally transformed my style! I was really happy with the way it turned out. And, not to mention, me and Tre have grown extremely close! I told him everything about myself, and he didn't refrain to do the same. Tonight we were having a total "party" in his dorm. (There are quotation marks around party becuase it was just us.... :P)
So far we've watched Mean Girls, The Notebook, Pitch Perfect, and some episodes of American Horror Story. By this point we had experienced so many emotional feelings in one night it was insane. So we decided to put on our PJs, and Tre decided to do my hair and makeup, AGAIN. Then he put on a bright green facemask because he wanted to be 'made up' too... What am I going to do with that boy?
Our sleepover had be so stereotypical so far, we figured, why not end the night rocking out to some TSwift?
About halfway through idiocially dancing to Shake it Off, and jumping up and down on Tres bed, I ran into the restroom. After I exited the bathroom and was standing in the hallway, I heard a knock at the door. I stayed out of sight, because I wasn't REALLY supposed to be in the boys room.... so, I evesdropped.
I heard Tre let someone in. "Hi Nash... Why are you here? I didn't even know you were in this dorm."
"I'm not", whoever the Nash character was responded, "The Dean fucked up my room".
"Oh, bummer. Well why are you here?"
"I was gonna ask you to pipe the fuck down? Seriously how gay are you? A facemask and dancing to Taylor Swift? "
"Calm down, geez. I'll turn it down." I could tell by Tre's voice that he was hurt.
"You should honestly be in the girls dormitory, Tre the Gay", he said mockingly.
This ticked me off. I walked out of the hallway and stood beside Tre. I was surprised to see the popular boy with blue eyes that I saw earlier today. His jaw fell open, and I watched him look me up and down. I piped in, and I made sure the tone in my voice sounded rude, "excuse me, mr. whoever you are, I do not respect you talking to my friend like that. He has the right to express who he is. I mean, at least he's not a dick."
The hot, but rude boy, replied, "wow, you don't even know who I am, and you're criticizing me? Who do YOU think you are? A nobody..?"
I scoffed. "I apologize, but I don't like to associate my self with asses like you. So can you please keep to your own business? We will turn down the music if you would like, but please leave."
"Fine", he said, but he made sure to check me out again before he left.
I turned to Tre. "Who the heck is that?"
"Nash fucking Grier".
{Sorry for the short chapter! But, I thought it was important to introduce Nash! The rest of the boys will follow I promise... :) hold tight! Please remember to like and comment! Luvs ya'll}
