Hey guys! If you read chapter twenty one as "chapta TWENNY WAN" Same. *high 5* XD
also, I'm going to skip straight to the ben-chilling-at-home scene because the shopping part is kinda boring (I will describe your dress though, so don't worry), so we're going to to when you're chilling at Ben's place. okay? okay.
enjoy :D
Your p.o.v.
Ben and I have just finished shopping, so now we're walking to his place. I can't believe the dress he got me- I KNOW!!- he even PAID for it!
**When you brought the dress**
"I'll be back in a minute, okay?" I nod at Ben and he nods back, taking a seat just outside the changing room.
I cautiously make my way into the changing room, drawing the curtain and stepping in nervously.
I rarely go shopping, even when I lived with mum. On the weekends she'd always try to get me to go with her- I never did. I look at the long mirror and I roll my eyes at my reflection. I hate getting new clothes- I always feel awkward trying them on.
The dress I chose was really extravagant though- it was a beautiful mint coloured dress, swishing just past my knees. It had lace embroidery and it was strapless- but it had cute lime coloured flowers which wrapped around my right arm, spiralling all the way down and even wrapping around my middle finger.
Getting it on was a struggle because I always take ages to get undressed, even in shops. However, I whipped off my clothes and slipped on the dress, and you'll never guys what.
If fitted perfectly- and I actually felt pretty. This is weird for me, purely because I'm super self conscious of my weight. Now before you hate, everyone does thinks I'm healthy and stuff, but no one really see's what I see.
The fact that it fitted was a big plus too, because it was the last one! :3
I carefully smooth out the skirts and I smiled at my reflection.
"Benny boy!" I call happily. I can't wait to see what his reaction is. He obviously loved it, and we brought the dress without a second thought.
**Back to the future with you day dreaming**
But now that I think about it, I keep on getting more and more anxious. What if the dress is too big? What if it makes me look fat? What if I rip the flowers when I try to put it on?
The actual theme of the party is a "Masquerade ball", which is way too interesting and posh for a slob like Selena. (All she can manage is fake designer bags. -_-)
I was nervous at first because it is a masked ball and we have to dress up, which isn't really my idea of "fun". But then again, what do I know?
She's the one everyone loves.
I know, I sound like a jealous whiny bitch, but wouldn't anyone? Plus, she literally posted that it was a fancy dress ball as were heading to the shops because she can't live without updating her Facebook. I know this because Ben and I made a stop at a café with le Wi-Fi. :3
"Helloooooo? Y/n? We're here!" I look at Ben and notice we are standing outside a super modern looking house, with fencing and a swish little gate.
"Wow! This place is all yours?" He nods, going red.
"Yeah, since my parents died in that car crash, they wrote in their will that I should keep the place, the money and not be put into care...but people from the social do visit me monthly to see how I'm doing."
I look at Ben closely, not sure how to react. He has told me about his parents and the car crash before, and it's not that I don't believe him- it's just that he says it so smoothly with no emotion, it's as if he's been practising the words.
Its almost a lie.
I notice these little things because of all these years I've been alone. Yes, I have games, anime and YouTubers- but Zelda is just a fictional princess and I hardly expect a visit from ThatcherJoe or Superwoman.
"Cool. Now are you going to let me in or nah?" I smile as he does the lock while I wait.
When I get into the house, it's so much nicer and neater than I expected....and much emptier. It's almost as if Ben doesn't actually live at the house. I shiver, looking at the long cream coloured corridor leading to living room. I dump the bag in a corner and walk on into the living room, which is much better compared to the empty, dead looking hallway. ;-;
The living room is a grey-ish coloured room, with hints of purple striping across the walls. There is a massive 40 inch T.V. (obviously Sony ;D) and there's wires leading out from behind the T.V. trolly. His Xbox is placed neatly in the middle of the trolley with a stack of games piled on top, and a controller with its battery disconnected on the floor. The charged is stashed in the corner, with a Nintendo 3DS and a few cartridges lying around. I smile and shake my head, realising he's a sloppy gamer.
I sit down and pick up the controller, connecting the battery and turning on the Xbox.
"Wanna play?" I smirk as he rolls his eyes.
"There's no point, I'll beat you."
I laugh, "Try me."
BOOOOO THAT'S THE END OF THE CHAPTER I HOPE YOU LIKEY :D
Oh, I have news.... I'll be making another story on this account after this ^°^ It'll be short, so don't worry. It'll be about a subject which attacked me and other people in this cold society: weight. I hope you guys keep a lookout for that ^°^
Plus, there might be a *cough cough* sequel *cough cough* for this story later!
Bye! *_^°•∆'~
