Just Perfectly Messy

dates with a best friend

Alessandra's outfit to the sidddde. Basically her outfit for her date with Con♡ p.s this chapter is long... so be prepared.

-Alessandra's pov

"I'm freaking the fuck out, Mina. I'm literally sweating like a pig that's in the oven for dinner. I'm freaking out."

"Alessandra, breathe, okay? Now stop what you're doing and go put on deodorant. You weren't kidding about the sweating bit," I sigh heavily and sit at the end of my bed. I was nervous as balls, and getting ready right now was a hassle.

I literally couldn't find a damn thing to wear and my hair wasn't working with me. My makeup didn't turn out the way I wanted, and I was terrified that I would end up looking like absolute shit on my date with Connor.

Oh, Lord. A date with Connor Samuel Ball. My best friend. Holy shit, I'm nervous as hell.

"What if this fucks up everything with Connor and I? What if saying yes to going out with him was a mistake? I can't lose him as a friend. Mina, I can't lose Connor!" Mina sat beside me and took my shaky hands into her own.

"Alessandra Cecilia Hale. Shut the hell up! Just stop talking for 5 damn seconds, okay?" I look at Mina with widened eyes as she breathes in deeply and then exhales.

Mina scared me when she yelled. She was a gem, but she was also scary as hell when she was riled up. And I'm sure being crazy insecure right now wasn't helping much.

"Now please, just breathe. You're freaking out for nothing, okay? You still have three hours to get ready. Let me help all right? There's no need to freak out when you have me, all right? Go take a shower, and I'll pick your outfit, do your hair, and your makeup okay? And be sure to shave your legs because I have an idea on what I want to dress you in. But you need to hop in now if we're going to get you ready before Connor Ball arrives. So go. Now." I felt like crying for some odd reason, whether it was the stress I had put myself under, or whether it was just the simple fact that my best friend helped make it easier to breathe, I wasn't sure. But in that moment, I just sat there and hugged Mina with everything I had because she honestly was a gem, and I had no idea what I would do without her.

"God, I love you."

"And I love you,"

"And I love me too," says Michael who walks into my room with a bag of sour patch kids in hand. I groan.

"You really know how to kill the mood, Michael." He shrugs.

"It's what I was born to do, young Alessandra." I throw him the finger the same time Mina tells me to go hop in the shower.

"You need to shower and shave!" I just nod my head to her and grab Michaels candy.

"Hey, I was eating those!"

I give him a grin, "I know. Thanks for the candy, Mikey."

"Oh, fuck you!" He groans.

"Michael! Language!" Mina scolds him. He looks at her and then back to me. He mouths 'fuck you' to me, and I can't help but to laugh.

"Alessandra! Bathroom, now!" I throw my hands up in defence and go to take a shower. I hear Michael snicker, and I groan. Asshole.

....

"Why? Why didn't God just make girls hairless? What was the point in giving us body hair?" I finish off Michaels candy while Mina curls my hair. I was currently touching my baby smooth legs happy with their softness. Mina had been working on my hair for a good 30 minutes, as she said my hair had to turn out perfect. So I let her do as she pleased and allowed myself to become her own human sized barbie doll.