"Illiana wake up".I felt Marisol shake my shoulder and I let out a groan before I rolled on to my back and opened my eyes.
"Get up lazy ass, it's almost 9" she said and I noticed she was wrapped in a towel and her hair was dripping wet.
She had just done taking a shower.
"Why?" I whined and I sat up reluctantly. Remember when I said I wasn't a morning person? Now you see what I mean. My body was fighting my mind. My mind was saying 'Get up its morning time' but my body is saying 'Dont do it Illiana, another hour won't hurt'.
"Come on, remember we have a breakfast date planned with Kelly and Nerissa" she said. She opened her towel and I saw she was wearing a pair of matching blue underwear. She was so confident in everything she did, I wish I was like that.
I looked away and she saw how I looked away with haste. "So innocent. Dont tell me you're a virgin" she laughed and then placed her hands on her hips as she looked at me. My cheeks heat up and I took the pillow from my bed and threw it at her face.
She caught it and laughed even more as I got my towel and went to the bathroom.
I got my hair brush and detangles my hair. I decided to put it into a high ponytail and do a french braid before wrapping it into a bun and securing it with a hair band. I washed my hair yesterday so there is no need to wash it today. After all it isnt healthy to do so every single day.
I brush my teeth and flossed then went to get a shower. Ice cold water rained down on me and I jumped away in shock. "Marisol!! You used up all the hot water" I shouted.
"I'm sorry, that teaches you to not be a lazy ass" she laughs and I shake my head.
I didn't stay long in the bathroom this time because it was really icy. It would take a minute for more water to be heated so I did what I had to do and took the cold shower like the strong woman I was. Ha! I crack myself up.
After I was through I dried my body and wrapped myself in a towel. I went into the room and I saw that Marisol was fully dressed in dark blue denim pants and a white tank top that was tucked into the pants.
She was towel drying her hair then she added moisturizer and left her hair in its natural curly, springy pattern.
I went over to my closet and took out some clothes and then took some underwear from my chest. I three my clothes on the bed and went into the bathroom to put on my underwear. I then went ahead and put on a rose pink flared mini skirt that had pleats and a baby pink tank top.
I tucked it into my skirt and then put on a black lace camisole over it and tied the front.
I took the hair band from my hair and let the french braid fall to the side, brushing the top of my shoulder.
"Hey Illiana, have you ever gotten a hair cut?" Marisol asks me as she laces up her black ankle boots.
"Other than cutting split ends, no. I haven't done anything major to my hair ever. Why do you ask?"
"Your hair is so tall. The tallest my hair has ever been is brushing my shoulder tops and that's on a good day" she says.
I laugh and so does she. "Maybe it's because of your curl pattern. Have you ever had it straightened?" I ask. "Nope, I've never done it" she says.
I nod and go to get my sandals from my closet. "Where are we going anyway?" I ask. "I'm not sure, maybe we can go somewhere off campus?" Marisol stands up and goes to the bathroom to check out her outfit in the mirror.
"You look really nice Marisol" I complement her. "Thank you, thank you very much" she says and I laugh at her lame attempt at doing Elvis.
We laugh together and then a knock on the door interrupts us. "I guess that's them" I say. "Unless its Deborah again" Marisol says and rolls her eyes. I chuckle at her irritation and go to open the door.
"Goodmorning guys, you ready?" Kelly says and I smile at her before nodding. She seems like a really nice girl and I feel a connection to her, like I could be at ease. I know I easily trust people and that's kind of a bad thing, but this connection I feel with Kelly is a bit strange.
I mean we even kind of coordinated our outfits without planning, almost like we thought the same or had the same likings. She was wearing a black and white plaid miniskirt that was pleated with a white tank top tucked into it and a rose pink camisole.
Her hair was in a messy bun however, as mine was in a french braid. "Wow you two look cute" Nerissa says, noticing that we had somewhat dressed the same.
Nerissa was wearing a pair of army green cotton shorts and a white crop top that had a graphic design on it. She had a crossbody bag slung across her. She was cute too.
"Thank you, you look nice as well" I said. "Thank you, now I'm sorry that we got here so late, I had a problem getting this lazy ass out of bed" Nerissa says and Kelly rolled her eyes.
We chuckled and Marisol came up to me and handed me my cellphone and my purse. "Come on, let's go. I'm hungry" Marisol said and we all laughed as she closed the door and we exit the hall.
"So where are we going?" Marisol asked, she was on her cellphone. No doubt she was checking out what restaurants or cafes were near here.
"I'm feeling for pancakes" Nerissa said. I nodded and I heard Kelly let out a hum of agreement.
"With strawberry syrup" Kelly and I said simultaneously. We looked at each other and let out a laugh. "Strawberry syrup is the best!" I said. "Strawberries on a whole are the best" Kelly said and I nodded in agreement as we laughed together.
"I cant wait to know more about you" I said. "Yea, we seem to have more in common than we thought" she said.
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Teen FictionThis story is not a stand alone story. This is the sequel to The Billionaire's Surrogate and will be in the point of view of Illiana Adams. If you have not read the first book I suggest you do so before reading this one. I appreciate all the support...