song for this chapter
'bottom bitch' by doja cat
(repeat it)
• laiyas pov •
"shut up hoe" i said to her, with the face from the boy holding the mug meme. i waited a few seconds and then we burst out laughing.
"ohp-" she said.
"what?" i asked.
"that mans stAring at meEE" she whisper - laughed. i looked around for the man in question, only to be met with the eyes of a man who looked about 173 and borderline nonce. i looked at her and held back my laugh.
this is elle. elle is my best friend. she is a bad bitch, she wears tube tops with butterflies on them and chains as belts, and thats what i need in my life. i like to think im a bad bitch too, but iono. she cares about what people think about her, but mostly does whatever the fuck she feels like. she hits different sometimes. anyway, a bit of backstory.
me and elle were on a plane, to florida. we have this friend, gabi, and shes having a huugge party for her 18th. she invited us, along with some other friends from home, to come to the party, but we dont fw the others. apparently she invited some boys from home too, but neither me or elle knew any of them.
gabi is our other best friend. she lives with us, in england, but she went over to florida for the summer holiday, and for her 18th party. gabi is what i consider a bad bitch, but she is really soft too. she is so pretty, and i wish i could pull off bangs like she does. we love gabi.
anyway, thats enough backstory.
"is that him?" i asked, about to pass out.
"yEAH" she said, wriggling around laughing.
"nOOoooOo" i laughed. i sat back round properly in my seat.
"im gonna go to the toilet, elle. can i get out pls babes" i said. i had needed it for so long i just couldnt be fucking bothered yk.
"sure babey" she replied, shifting her legs to the side. i slid past and was spat out in the aisle, still under the radar of mr nonce. i walked quickly past him, and up the aisle towards the toilet. there was a boy in the queue, about our age. he smiled at me. wow. he had glowy skin, thick, dark hair, and it was floppy all over. i smiled back. i waited a few moments, checking my nails. i just had them done for the party and wanted them to be perfect yk.
"nice nails" i heard a deep voice. i looked around for the voice and saw floppy hair boy looking at me.
"oh.. thanks!" i smiled at him, and showed my hand to him. he took my hand to look closer. yep. he did that. he fucking did that. i felt his warm fingers on mine.
"i love the colour, very romantic yk?" he said. my nails were a bright red, with tiny silver gems at the base.
"yeah.. i wasnt exactly going for that but, i love it so i kept it" i nodded and smiled at him.
"its really pretty" he approved.
click
a girl walked out the toilet, smiled at walked past us. floppy hair boy went into the toilet. he smiled and made a funny face as he closed door and it clicked shut. i smirked and looked out someones window. it was the evening, maybe 5ish? the sky was a beautiful blue with hints of yellow, and puffy clouds below, i wanted to take a picture but i left my phone in my bag, with elle. ehh, elle will take a picture for me. shes the type of person to do that shit for her sc story. ok now i was bored. wtf is he doing.
click
fuck yes. floppy hair boy boy came out the toilet and brushed past me. he smelt really nice, like the beach and my brothers clean laundry pile. mmh. i went into the bathroom, and looked at myself in the mirror. um, chile, you need sumn on that face of yours. i got out my lipgloss from my pocket and put it on. i shrugged.
"it will have to do until i get my makeup out my bag" i whispered.
i went to lift up the toilet seat. there was a piece of paper on it.
"sc; dannyd"
