My Ugly Mate

One more time

I close the door and immediately collapse to the floor, feeling a heat wave surge through me.

What's wrong with me? I'm normally never like this about guys... Well maybe not to this extent.

I pick myself up and get changed into an oversized light pink hoodie and black yoga pants.

This will have to do until I run into Mayze.

I head towards the stairs, trying to forget the image of sunglasses in his navy blue suit and black tie. With his dark hair slicked back perfectly.

I take a deep breathe through my nose, and let it all out....along with thinking about sunglasses.

I head down the stairs. I mean, there's nothing good about sunglasses anyway. He's rude, and hot, and dark looking, and sexy, and... no more thinking about-

"Sunglasses?" I cover my mouth with my hand. I really need to stop saying things out loud.

I try to erase my previous thoughts by thinking about what I want to eat for dinner.

"Rayla." Sunglasses velvet voice rushes over me again.

I feel goosebumps go down my body. I awkwardly look over to the side, avoiding his eyes..... Or should I say sunglasses. That's when I see what I've been searching for.

"Mayze." I hit her arm, giving her that I can't believe you left me alone face.

She mouths 'Sorry'.

"I thought you wanted me over here for business Alec." Sunglasses says in a very professional voice.

"I do, and it is for business." Alec says glancing between the two of us a bit. 

Sunglasses sighs and I can feel the irritation growing off of him. 

"Am I here for anything else other than business?" Sunglasses spits out, causing me to jump a little. 

"Actually yes, for business." Alec very seriously informs him, while they both stare at each other for a minute. 

As much as I didn't want to, I had to break the silence, but I tried my best to be discreet. 

"Umm Mayze, can we eat something? I'm starving." I whisper to her, and just as she's about to whisper back Alec intervein. 

"That sounds like a great idea! How about we talk business over lunch?" Alec delightfully asks sunglasses whose anger is growing by the minute.

"Well while you guys figure stuff out, I'm going to get Rayla ready." I feel Mayze's hands grab the top of my shoulders.

"Now just wait a se-" I start but the brute force of Mayze pushing me upstairs stops me from saying anything more.

Mayze guides me to the bed and sits me down on it. I glare at her confused as she stands there with one hand on her hip, thinking. I know she is intentionally avoiding eye contact with me so I roll my eyes.

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I ask in confusion, watching Mayzes face grimace.

"You know, it's better we don't meantion why, but how we're going to fix this situation...." Mayze says deep in thought, it's obvious this isn't about my clothes anymore.

"Look Mayze I-"

"Eureka! Okay Rayla, put on that off shoulder white blouse with the grey colored skirt, and I'll be right back!" Mayze quickly says before exiting the room.

I walk to my luggage bag and shuffle through, I don't remember packing the grey skirt.

Sure enough I find the skirt at the bottom, and I'm almost 99% sure it was Mayze who placed it there.

I change into the clothes and walk over to the attatched bathroom's mirror. Sighing,  I practically hear Mayze's voice in my head.

Do your hair, and put on some makeup.

I put my hair half up and half down with a hair clip. Then stare at myself in the mirror for a while as if the makeup will magically get done.

I've never been good at makeup, so I attempt the basics. I do my eyebrows flawlessly (the only thing I can do right), then put on some chapstick and mascara.

After I finish I look at myself in the mirror and to my surprise I don't look half bad.

My legs look boxy because they always do in skirts. However the white blouse looks really nice, it assenuates my slimmer waist line which gives me some sort of shape. The only down side is that it's off shoukder, meaning that I had to tuck my bra straps into the sides of the shirt. There's no way I can wear a shirt without a bra. Luckily my beautiful collar bones makeup for the boob inconvenience. Its the only reason I bought this shirt. That and Mayze begging me to.

Nodding my head, I walk back into the bedroom then hear the door open.

Mayze is looking at me with a devious smile and nods her head in approval.

"Let's go eat."

AUTHORS NOTE:

So, I still havent figured out how to log in on my laptop, and am currently typing this on my phone. Don't worry I have one last idea to try!

That being said sorry for the long wait and the short chapter. My classes are kicking my butt right now and consume all of my time. Luckily they're ending soon so I will have more time to spend on this story.

I hope you all dont mind the spelling errors. I promise you will all look forward to many more lengthy chapters in the future!

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