wonderlani

Chapter 16

I just want everyone to know: Lights Up slowed is my newest vice. Slowed music is the devil, and every girl gets a song. 

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Ew. Why is my hair so sticky? And why does it smell like beer? Ew! Gross! I groaned as my arms fell flat down on the bed. I stared up at the ceiling with a giant smile on my face, memories from last night flashing through my mind. 

Nattie, chug this! Trust me, it's good for you!

Yeah, Nattie! You go, girl! 

You show that keg who's boss! 

Chug chug chug chug! 

Yeah. I sighed, that was fun. My smile softened as my alarm clock blared into the empty room. I sniffled and turned on my side, smashing the snooze. My hand slid off, my phone hit the ground with a hard thud. I tried to force myself to get it, but I was too lazy. 

So I rolled onto the bedroom floor instead, with a thud, "Ugh. Happy morning," And I hopped back up on my feet with a bright smile, "Free day! Time to hang out with my friends! Yay!" 

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My ankle started to ping in pain as I skipped down through the lobby of the hotel we were staying in. I saw that a few of the contestants were sat at tables, trying to partake in their breakfast. I stopped in the high arching doorway, as I scanned the room with my glossy contacts. They hurt this morning and I don't know why. Stupid lens. 

Wish I could back to just wearing my glasses! I smiled brightly and clicked my boots over to Lizzie and Zara. Huh? I shook my head at them, plopping down in the seat next to Lizzie, who jumped and dropped her spoon in her cereal hard. Which made the guy next to her, get up and leave. Weirdo. Must hate spoons or something. 

Lizzie blushed hard and looked over at me, "Hi Nattie, what's up?"

I waved at her with excitement, "Hi Lizziebear! How's the cereal? Whatcha get? Hope it was Fruit Loops! I love Fruit Loops, there are so many pretty colors and I like pretty colors! And they have really good flavors too-"

"Uh Nattie," Zara giggled to herself, her pretty brown eyes shined under the sunlight. She's like, a goddess, or something. Maybe Louisa was right about us, after all. But she was drunk. Poo.

"Yes, ZeeBabe!"

Her eyes slid closed as she shook her head at me, "Um... Maybe Niall wants to do something today hm? You did get his number right?" Her eyes now filled with curiosity as her lips curled into a smile. I blushed harder than a tomato and Lizzie smiled lightly at me, her hand rested on my lower back. Zara and Lizzie's eyes met, and I felt like... I totally shouldn't be here right now. So I looked away from Zara and cleared my throat, "I um, I don't have a phone. My mom says she wants me to stay focused on the competition. No boys-"

Lizzie huffed, "Uh! No boys? Come on! These guys can sing, dance, and look so good they give you tooth decay. Why would your mamma wanna ruin that fun?"

"Mamma?" Zara looked between us with confusion, and I giggled as the blush flushed out of my skin. Lizzie looked over at Zara,

"It's another way of saying, mother. Like mainly a Southern thing honestly, but I've heard Northern say that too," Lizzie filled in with a smile. Zara nodded her head, her curls fell over her forehead and she pushed them back into place smoothly. Lizzie bit her lip and gently pulled me closer to her side, I shouldn't be here.