Amara's Pov
I heard you think I'm creepy - I'm not! I just don't have the guts to come up to you - C
I like you, every part of you. Even the parts you hate, your brown eyes have fire in them, your curves and your attitude. My god, your attitude is so hot, it turns me on every day at school. - C
I had only received two notes for the rest of the week, but these notes were the last thing on my mind. This stalker can suck it for today.
It's Saturday and I can't decide what to wear! I have a mountain of dresses and shirts lying on the ground and yet I can't find anything half decent to wear!!!
"Whoever is up there, please send an angel my way!" I dramatically hold my hands in look at my ceiling hoping my prayers would be answered.
"Some asked for an angel?" I hear a delicate voice from my door. I look and see Nadia standing there. "What the hell happened here!?" She screeches as she sees the mess in my room.
"Well Hello to you too." I chuckle and she smiled back.
"Hi, baby!" She comes over the mess carefully and gives me a tight hug which leads me to nearly dying.
"Can't breath." I choke out and she releases me.
"I've missed you so much! Your brother can be so annoying to live with." She rolls her eyes and I laugh.
"I heard that." We hear Liam yell from downstairs.
Liam and Nadia have been dating for the past year, they met at work and hit it off straight away. They moved in together a couple of months ago and come to visit us every Sunday. Nadia is beautiful and so kind, I am really glad that Liam finally decided to settle with such an amazing girl. Her Indian genes have blessed her with naturally silky, jet black hair which finishes around her waist. Brown eyes that compliment her skin so well that it puts my brown eyes to shame.
"My friends and I are going to a party tonight and I'm going to go naked if I can't something to wear." Nadia laughs and starts rummaging through the mess on the floor.
"Wear this." She hands me a V neck red lace bodysuit and high waist black jeans. My eyes widen at the outfit, I could never wear that with my thick hips.
"Something else Nadia, please" I beg but she just shoves the clothes in my arms.
"Nope, wear this." I sigh and start changing. She's on her phone, giving me my privacy but I still wanted to run into my ensuite to change.
"I look like a potato." Nadia looks up and rolls her eyes.
"No hun, you look like a goddess. I wish I had your curves, they compliment the outfit so well." She smiles and for a second I see past my insecurities. I wasn't like Pandora, a size 2 or a 4, I was a size 12. My hips and thighs were much bigger than hers and the skinny jeans showed off all the curves. The bodysuit was like a second skin and stuck to me that every curve could be seen. Why did I buy this again?
"I'm not going to let you change, you look amazing." She says and pulls my chair out for me to sit so she could work on my make up.
30 minutes later.
My brown hair was straightened perfectly and I tuck the left side behind my ear. My makeup was light, gold eyeshadow with a perfect contour, highlight and a bold rep lipstick. I would never wear red lipstick but right now, it gave me the extra boost of confidence that I needed. Nadia hands me a pair of gold hoops and I put them in easily. Hoops definitely bring an outfit together. I felt and looked like a bad bitch.
"You look stunning. Khoobsurat (beautiful in Hindi)." I hear Nadia say from behind me and I turn around to give her a hug.
"Thank you! I love you so much!" I release her and we just laugh. I slip on black heels and grab my phone and house keys.
"I'll see you downstairs." She heads out and I double-check that everything is perfect. I heard a tap on my window and see Harry. He was in his window and was throwing... counters? I open my window and his jaw drops. I feel a small blush but smirk to cover it up.
"Like what you see?" I tease him and he nods, with his mouth still open. "Close your mouth, you'll catch flies." I chuckle and he finally comes back to his senses.
"You look beautiful." I smile at his comment.
"Thanks," I mutter. I was not used to these compliments.
"Going to a party I assume." His eyes not wavering from me.
"In fact, I need to leave right now. My friends are here." I point at the black ford that just pulled up. Xander was in the driver seat with Vanessa in passenger and Hazel at the back. He looks a little disappointed but covers it with a smile.
"Have fun." He waves bye and closes his window. I close mine too and grab my phone and keys from my bed and head downstairs.
"Honey, you look gorgeous." Mum compliments me and my heart warms a little.
"You are not leaving the house looking like that." I hear Liam say from the sofa and I chuckle.
"Yes, I am, bye everyone! Love you guys." I run out the door and hear Liam's footsteps behind me. I jump into the back with Hazel. "Drive! Drive!" I yell at Xander and he quickly drives off. I look back and see Liam standing there flipping me off, I give him the bird back. We all laugh as we drive off and Liam becomes a little spec.
"Was that Harry, the one we saw at the window when we pulled up?" Vanessa asks and I nod.
"Yep, that's Harry. He was speechless when he saw me."
"He's a handsome hunk." She adds and I notice Xander get a little stiff. Bless him. "But not my type." She shrugs and I see Xander relax a little. These two need to bone now. I look over to Hazel and see her have the same expression as me.
"Mara, you look beautiful," Hazel says and I smile. I felt beautiful. I wasn't one to focus on my looks that much, it didn't matter to me how I look as long as I am happy with my body. I usually am happy with it, I love my curves and thick thighs but there are days I wish I looked like Pandora. Today was one of those days.
We spend the rest of the car ride jamming to the Capital FM and about 10 minutes later we pull up to Logan's house. It was swarming with people who were wasted and music could be heard blaring even though we were in the car. We find parking and start walking toward's his house.
Vanessa was wearing a yellow flowy dress which was perfect for the occasion and also complimented her personality too. She rarely wore dark colours as she said that clothes dictate the mood you're in. Her hair was half up, half down and she had light makeup which brings her blue eyes to life.
Hazel, on the other hand, was wearing her usually black leather jacket with black high waisted jeans and a camouflage shirt. She had no makeup on, like usual, but her hair was put in a high ponytail. Unlike us typical girls, Hazel went against all the dumb norms that were in place for us girls and are an idol for many young girls in our school.
Xander had black jeans too but was wearing a purple shirt which showed off his muscles. At school, he wore hoodies or baggy clothes so no one really could see them but here you could see that he has been working out. He didn't ditch his glasses for contacts like we had begged him to. He hated the fact that something would be in his eye and he would have to take it out later.
We knock on the door and Logan open's it, "Welcome!" He says cheerily and opens the door wider. We all wish him 'happy birthday' as we walk in and he shows us where the bar is.
"Someones at the door, I'll see you guys later." He says and jogs off.
Xander is our designated driver for the night and we girls plan to get drunk off our boots today.
"Let's get drunk!"
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CodeRed
Mystery / Thriller"Guys, I got another note," I say as I sit down at lunch. Vanessa and Xander were here but Hazel was missing. "Where's Hazel?" I question, eyeing her empty seat. "Out with Adam today, it's Friday," Xander says whilst I munch on my sandwich. "Did yo...
