"She didn't exactly have a dress. No... Grayson had throughly distracted her from even coming close to finding an outfit but she did have a creme strapless dress that floated out to mid thigh. Was it Alaska appropriate? Not really. But Chloe was in it to win it or at least that's what she had decided.
If she couldn't have Grayson Holtz, she'd have to come out swinging or running the opposite direction at least.
She took a long deep breath. Her usually bone straight auburn hair was something she'd spent two hours on curling into big face framing waves and her make up was almost prefect... almost.
She didn't want to pick up a Polar boy but really, for a town of just around thousand, she figured she hadn't possibly met all the hot boys there was.
She'd been a bit quick to get ready and needed to waste another twenty minutes. So she sat at the computer to answer her inbox that she had been ignoring with a passion. She logged on and flipped over to the first message.
Dodge Wheeler
Chloe, I was hoping you could call me back... cause I wanted to talk to you about which days I could fly over and if you had asked your dad at all? Not that it should matter – you are seventeen.
Okay, Talk to you later, french-fry.
She sighed and clicked away from the message, she did not want to answer him. She had no desire to, it just made her sick to think about even being near Dodge... she knew who she really wanted to be near.
The next message was from her used to be best friend forever...
Stella Wright
Hey!
So, Dodge said he talked to you and you were all weird and then... you said some guys name! Ha. Ha. Ha. I told you – you never liked Dodge so who's this other guy? By the way, sorry I haven't messaged you...
Chloe smiled, she missed Stella. Life had definitely been easier when she'd still had Stella as an acting best friend. Now who did she have? No one. Quite literally.
Chloe Pryce
O..." http://wattpad.com/story/4421970
