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chapter ten. killing me softly ════ ⋆͛♡⋆͛ ════
SCREAMING AT THE top of her lungs with Caroline seemed to be a breath of fresh air. "I don't wanna be no Cinderella!" Caroline started, dancing in the passenger seat.
"Sitting in a cold, dark, dusty cellar! Waiting for somebody?" Eliza shouted, leaning forward on the steering wheel.
"To come and set me free!" Caroline finished, shimmying to the beat. Eliza's ringtone interrupted their singing session, Nicki Minaj blasting through the car speakers.
"Why is your ringtones Nicki Minaj?" Caroline chuckled.
"Because I'm a Barb? If you don't like Nicki, you can walk the rest of the way." Eliza gave her a face before pressing answer, Caroline laughing at her response.
"Hello?" Eliza answered.
"Hey Liz, you close? Allison gets out in a couple and I know you wanted to surprise her at the school." Chris' voice exited the radio.
"Yeah, we're turning into the gas station now. I should at the school in like ten minutes." Eliza replied, putting the car to a stop in front of the pump.
"Alright, see you when you get home." Chris hung up.
"Hey Care, can you pump the gas? I spilled my coffee on my shirt so I'm gonna go change my clothes. Here's my card, Regular. If you're hungry, give me a second and I'll make sure nobody's coming." Eliza said, handing the blonde her card and getting out.
"I'm not drinking from you— Eliza!" Caroline called after her, the brunette had already disappeared.
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ELIZA ENTERED THE bathroom, locking the door behind her. She sighed, looking at herself in the mirror. "This was my favorite skirt!" She pouted, eying the huge coffee stain on her left side with some on her already brown jeans.
She tapped her shoulder, her outfit changing. It changed to a Blue top with a short skirt, she shook her head in disappointment. "I want something provocative." She tapped her shoulder once more and practically shouted in happiness, "I approve!"
It was a pink tie strap blouse, which accentuated her chest. It was paired with light wash jeans and black cheetah print pumps.
She looked at her hair and created a side part using her nails, pushing it to the side. She smiled as she internally admired over her outfit. Satisfied, she left the bathroom and headed back to the car.
