Personal Stylist

Chapter 1

"Aye, Gia let me ask you something." My best friend,Ariel says as we take a seat on the mall bench. I looked at her and smiled . "Wassup girl?" I said. "Do you think me and Brandon should break up this time?Like for good?"she said. Ohh Lord,again? I wanted to say. Ariel and her boyfriend Brandon have been going together for 2 almost 3 years and they're on and off . They always fighting and shit . "You wanna know how I really feel ?" I said,sipping my soda . She nodded her head. I sighed deeply and stared her in her pretty brown eyes . "Well-" I started but then my phone vibrated. It was a text. I looked at my phone.

August💕: Hey beautiful 😘 are you busy later ?

I smiled to myself. Then I texted him back. "Um... Idk. Around what time ?" I typed and then I pressed send. When I looked up at Ariel she was smiling. I made a face. "What you smilin' at me like that fo ?" I asked. She keep smiling. Creep. "Who texted you ?" She asked. I scrunched up my nose. "You nosey or nah ?" I say, trying to ignore her question. She wasn't having it though . "Stop tryna change the subject . It was August wasn't it ?"She teased.

   I guess now would be a good time to introduce myself,huh? My name's Gia Leigh Sanders and I'm 22 years old. I was born and raised in Los Angeles, California . I have a condo. I'm African American, Native American, and German. I have light eyes and blonde hair. Well, my natural hair color is light brown . I was born with blonde hair but as I got older it started to go brown. When I was 16, I dyed it back to blonde so technically I'm naturally blonde .

Ariel Maria Gomez had been my best friend since 2nd grade. She's Mexican. She's from Compton and moved to L.A. When she was 3 years old. She's 21 years old but her birthday's coming up. That's why her and I decided to have a girls day out. But anyway her father was an abusive alcoholic who always use to hit her and her sister,Ana . Her sister's 17 years old. My bestie a baddie . She got light brown eyes and dark hair . She got a condo with her boyfriend Brandon . Well if they keep fighting, he gonna be homeless.
August texted me back. The text said "I wanted to take you out to dinner around 7:00." I smiled from ear to ear. Listen, the relationship between me and August is very... Unexplainable. I'm his personal stylist. His very well treated stylist. I go on tour with him and I go to interviews. But even though I'm his stylist,we're still very good friend . We've known each other for 5 years and we've become really close. He protects me as if I was important to him.

Ariel looked at me. "Mhmm." she said. I smiled shyly. "Girlll, you know you crushin' on him." She continued, her Spanish acsent heavy. I mean over the years I guess I have been starting to like August but nothing serious. I shook my head. "He has a girlfriend. Asia." I said,rolling my eyes at the sound of her name. Oh I didn't tell yall? Yeah August has a girlfriend and as you can tell I don't like her. But I have a good reason. She's a ratchet hood rat bitch and I don't trust her. Her and August been together for maybe 2 years but she treats him like shit and he's nothing but good to her. All they do is argue,too. She's also cheated on him several times but that's none of my business. I don't understand why he's still with her.