Perdóname ~ A Prince Royce Fanfiction

8 ~ Mystery

*ALEXANDRIA'SPOV*

I took a long look at me once again in my full length mirror. My eyes gazed my reflection up and down, left to right, in every way, pinpointing my flaws.

It's not too late to back down Alex My subconscious told me. I looked at the clock that read eight thirty-seven. Sol should be here soon.

Meanwhile, my phone stated vibrating on my bed.

"Geoffrey! Que pedo wey!" I answered.

"Woah, someone sounds cheery. For once" Geoffrey said on the other end of the video call.

"Do I? I didn't notice" I gave my hair a long brush with my fingers.

"And woah are you wearing makeup?"

"Correct" I smiled for him.

"Where are we going tonight?"

"No where that concerns you"

"I believe it does"

"The club. Does that concern you?"

He stared at me as if I were being irrational.

"Didn't think so" I smiled even bigger.

"Who you goin with?"

"Marisol"

He stayed quiet for a long time but finally he said "Be careful out there Alex. I know how ugly it can get"

"Thank you but I'm sure I can handle myself"

He sighed "Don't take my advice then"

"I never said I wasn't"

"But were you?"

I giggled "Not exactly"

"Have fun but be careful"

"I will. Goodnight" I hung up before he could go any further. I happily skipped down the stairs to let Marisol in. I opened the door and a girl wearing super short shorts, a sparkly gold tank top and shiny black pumps stood on the other side of the opening of the door.

"Woah, are you Marisol?" I pointed at her and we both giggled.

"Yea it's me Alex! Are you Alex?" She repeated my question and I returned the giggle once more.

"Yes it's me loca! Nothing actually different about me" I looked down at me and stared at my perfectly pedicured toes with red polish on them, my silver sandals and my short red dress with a silver necklace. I opted for my hair to be let down straightened with my bangs out covering half my forehead. I went all out on my makeup with winged eyeliner, mascara, and deep red lipstick "Do I look like I'm ready to--- have fun?" I slightly bit my lip and tilted my head.

Sol mirrored my head tilt and smiled "You look really hot. Like, I'm highly questioning my sexuality" 

I broke down laughing "Don't tell me that puta, that means I look too hot!"

"No such thing as too much hot. Besides, las Roycenaticas say that shit all the time"

I recovered from my laugh attack "I know" I said "Now lets go" I grabbed my black leather jacket and slipped it on and off we were.

"Someone told me a guest rapper would appear" Marisol said to make small talk.

"Oh?"

"At the club. To sing"

"Oh"

"Should be interesting"

"Should be" I yawned.