Chapter fourteen
I don't want to let Skylar know that I have my phone right by my side because I'm waiting for Matt to respond. After about ten minutes I hear my phone ding. I sit on the edge of my bed, the anticipation killing me. I unlock my phone and look at my messages.
Who is this? the message from Matt states.
Who the fuck else would it be? Jeez, how many women do you spend the night with? I type angrily. Seriously, I didn't know that I wasn't the only woman he was with last night. That's very alarming and, frankly, a red flag. 379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuZLIB1b77q
Novah? he replies after about thirty seconds. I didn't think it was you because you're not usually this nice, he adds. 379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8KIjDtHUbl
"Who ya texting?!" Skylar exclaimed, giggling.
"Nobody." I dismiss, rather hastily.
I can be nice. Just not to assholes like you. Oh and btw I wasn't the one that wrote that text. Skylar took my phone. I pressed send and then snapped a picture of Skylar and sent it.
HAHA. Very funny, he texted. But are you excited? he asked. I, intentionally, put my phone down and turned it off to make him impatient and let him think about it for a little while.
"What did he say?" Skylar asked.
"Nothing much. he asked if I was excited about tonight." She looked at me.
"Andddd?"
"I'm gonna let him sit with that. I didn't say anything yet."
"Oh! Speaking of the carnival, we need to start getting ready. I wanna look hot tonight."
"Oooh, I have a fun idea."
"What?" She asked excitement scrawled all over her face. Reminded me of a kid on Christmas.
"Let's pick out each other's outfit," I suggest.
"Okay!" she shrieked and clapped her hands together.
"Where's your stuff?" She asked.
"Two top drawers and closet," I tell her. I go on my phone while she rummages through my stuff. I decide to answer Matt's text.
Skylar and I are getting ready right now, I text. I turn off my phone and put it down.
"Found it!" she exclaims. She holds up an olive green cropped cami top and a pair of ripped dark washed jeans.
"That's really cute." I compliment.
"Good. Your turn." Skylar sits on my bed and calls Jon. 379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlaLNyScbxI
"Yeah. Can you pick us up, pretty please?" she asks over the phone. "Thank you, Jonny....."
I looked in our closet and tried to find a really hot outfit that'll have Jon begging... I ended up finding a black two-piece outfit that had a cropped spaghetti strap top and a black mini skirt.
"Bye. See you soon." she hangs up. I grab a jean jacket. I put the clothes on the bed.
"Make sure to wear a push-up bra and wear some hoops and put your hair in a slick low bun." She beams at me.
"Thank you. Your outfit picking abilities are so much better," she says. "Can you do my hair?" she asks.
"Sure. Do you mind if I change here? I don't feel like going downstairs to change."
"Oh go ahead. I was gonna change in here anyway." Skylar puts some music on while we get ready. I grab a push up bra out of my top drawer and then start to take off our clothes.
"Jon's coming to get us in an hour,"
"K."
"We are going to look so hot. Let's just hope that the boys can keep their hands to themselves." I laugh
"I kinda don't want them to keep their hands to themselves," I say without thinking.
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