Chapter 4: Spinning Bottles

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Chapter 4: Spinning Bottles

It feels like it was just yesterday when Mason called me for a free tour. I mean who wouldn't like a free tour with a cute guy?

Walking to the bathroom to brush my teeth and my morning hair I decided to just stay calm for today.

I hope everything goes well with this tour setting aside my thoughts for to-

"BOO!!!!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" I was literally screaming at the top of my lungs.

Grabbing the nearest object to my right which has to be a toothbrush to face Meg with a knife. It was not an actual knife but a rubber one even though that scared me to death my life was on the line

I was standing there thinking about what I said earlier. All I wanted to be is calm and she on the other hand wants to freaking mess with my life.

"Wow Tori!! A toothbrush for defense?! HAHA!!"

"For Christ's sake Megan! You're abusing the act of kindness im showing you. Ugh spare me." that came out a bit harsh. Although she know's me too well, every little part of me from head to toe.

"Mason called I told her to pick us up at 10." she said still laughing.

"Her? You mean him.." I replied stating the obvious.

"Uhhh yeah him." she said.

I went out to check what to wear I still have 45 minutes till he picks us up.

Every single time I have to dress up for something I get mental block I know I have fashion sense but how come? Looking at the colorful dresses, skirts, shorts and shirts. But the black dress hanging there got me.

One question was repeating on my mind, how come I never wore it? It was beautiful everyone would want it.

Settling in with the beautiful black long sleeved dress and adding on a light mascara and a lipstick. Letting my natural wavy brown hair down and last but not the least, my black flatts.

Taking one last glance at the mirror behind me I see the reflection of a beautiful girl dont get me wrong but this beautiful dress just made me look good in a way.

"Toreeeee! Whats taking you so long?" she said irritated.

A girl has to have her girl time and I for one never take so much time like what she does. The longest time I took preparing everything and dressing only took 30 minutes.

"Whaaat?" imitating her.

I sure did see her shocked expression when I spun around and face her. Do I look like a clown? Did I over do my make up? Of course not. A lot of questions running through my head that I couldn't get out.

"You look-"

Cutting her off with a quick question, "like a clown? Like a bird? No I mean tell me!" I was to nervous that I did something wrong I dont want to scare Mason away and think im a crazy clown.

Although I have a side of me that I can call crazy and that side shows up when im with Meg and Marcus or someone im close with and comfortable to get crazy and all.

"Beautiful!" she finished.

She says that like all the time of course, she's my bestfriend and it's her job to make me believe that I am indeed beautiful.

"Yeah yeah." I replied.

"Don't you 'yeah yeah' me. Those are my words!" smacking my arm playfully.

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