My Best Friend's Girlfriend (Camren)

Chapter 30

Lauren’s POV:"

"You ready?" Aunt Gwen asked. She made me wore a white plain t-shirt with a black blazer on instead of band tee or lose tank top like I wore to my previous awful date and a black new skinny jeans instead of ripped skinny jeans with a doc martens instead of my worn out converse. I did my make-up myself. "Just a little bit. " I said.

By the time I finished, Aunt Gwen was applying her mascara and puckers a little then poses on the mirror. Just looking at her makes me laugh. But I don't wanna die early because of laughing at her, so....

"Are you ready? " She asked again. 

"Like I have choice." I sighed. "How do I look?" 

"You look gorgeous, handsome girl." She said as she puts her lipstick on. "Anyway, your date's jaw will hang wide open if she sees you. I mean... isn't that always their reaction?" She made an ‘O’ shape mouth. I laughed. Aunt Gwen always made me laugh at her jokes or when she’s making face.

"Really? How come I didn't notice that?" 

"Because, you're not interested." 

"Right." I clicked my tongue and wink at  Aunt Gwen. "Can you at least tell me anything about this mysterious date?" 

"Then it's not mysterious anymore." She smirked.

"Come on." I chuckled. "Just a little bit." 

"Fine." She rose one eyebrow and spray some perfume. "She goes by the name of Kaycee. She's 20. She's my student and she excels at Math and Calculus. Plus, she's been asked out before but she's not that interested."

"Oh." I nodded. "Is she-"

"Hot? Of course she is." 

"No. I was gonna ask if she knows about my condition um you know about me having penis. I don’t want her to freak out." 

"Of course she is. In fact, she's thrilled to meet you. She told me she had a friend like you" Aunt Gwen stuffed her make-ups on her purse and faced me.

“Had?”

“Yeah, I don’t know what happened. She doesn’t share that much. I told her factual information about you and she said she's very excited." 

"You told her my name?" I asked. 

"Of course. I told her your name is Michele J. A kind and caring daughter of my friend who's in search for someone to love." She batted her eyelashes and made some kissy noises. 

"You've got to be kidding me." I exclaimed as I slapped my forehead. 

"I was only joking." She laughed. "But I did tell her your name is Michele J." 

"Okay." I shrugged and looked at the clock. "We better get rolling." 

Aunt Gwen giggled and wrapped her arm around mine. "Something tells me you're excited to meet Kaycee?" 

"I'm not." I said, flatly. "I just... wanna do things right again." 

"Hmm..." 

Then I escort her into my awesome black Nissan Skyline GTR... LOL... And drove away. So this is what moving on really feels like.

It felt horrible.

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"She's late." I groaned and rested my head on my hand. 

"Excuse me? Do you need more wine?" The waiter asked. I shook my head and mouthed "driving". He nodded and walked away.