I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror. I had tried on so many dresses and didn't like ANY of them! I was getting so frustrated. "Kim, this one looks like shit too." I wined. "Don't cuss." She said. "Let me see it." I opened the door and showed her. "I love it. You look great in red." She said. "Screw dresses." I said closing the door. I changed back into my jeans and tank top. I grabbed the huge stack of clothes I wanted and we finally paid after our long day of shopping. I had so much new stuff! It was very exciting! We were all exhausted when we got home. At least I thought Kim was until she started making dinner as soon as we walked in the door. I brought my bags up. "Her motto is not shop till you drop. It's shop till you die!" Carla said as she barged into my room. "I was ready to come back at noon." "Eh." I shrugged. "Look at all the new stuff we got out of it though." She smiled. "True." I smiled and nodded. "See you at dinner." She said and left, closing the door behind her. I hung up all of my shirts, skirts and pants in the closet. Then just stuffed my socks, bras and panties into the top drawer. I put my swim suits in the second drawer along with some other random things we bought. I lined my purses and shoes up in the bottom of my closet. I knew my things would be super unorganized in a matter of days, but I was willing to give being neat a try. I laughed at the thought. "Yeah right." I said to myself giggling. I grabbed my big black tote bag and put a few things in it for the pool party. I had three new swim suits to pick from to wear. I decided to go with the black one. It was a two peice string binkini. "This should get Jordan's attention." I giggled. "DINNER!" I heard Kim shout from downstairs. Man, that woman could yell! I went downstairs to the dinner table. Jordan was sitting at the table with everyone. It made me nervous. I sat down across from him. Nobody said much during dinner, so I excused myself soon after I finished eating. I was bored and felt myself dozing off. I walked up to my bedroom and changed into my pajamas. There was a light knocking on my door. I rolled my eyes and walked over to open it. I peaked out. Aaron was standing there. I just looked at him. "Do you want to sneak out with me tonight?" He whispered. "Why would you have to sneak out?" I asked. "Shhh." He said. "My parents don't allow drinking. It's a tailgate party." "A what-gate party?" I asked. "It involves drinking." He said. "No thank you. Beer is disgusting." I said. "They ussually make jungle juice." He said. "Okay. Do you have any idea where I've been most of my life?" I asked. He smiled. "Well, it's fruit and vodka ussually." "Vodka? Vodka is gross." I said. "You've had vodka before?" He asked. "I stole it from the minimart when I was twelve." I said. "You're a very interesting person." He said. "Deprived really." I said. "Can I come in?" He asked. "No." "Why not?" He asked. "I'm not allowed to get close to you." I said. He gave me a strange look. "It's one of my goals." I shrugged. He laughed. "What?" "You're hot, but kinda my brother." I said. "I'm not technically your brother." He said. "But kinda. . ." "No. Not kinda. Not at all." He said. I just shrugged. "I ALWAYS follow through with my goals." I said. "And what are your other goals?" He asked looking confused. "It's kinda private." I said. "You can share them with me. I won't tell anyone." He said walking into my room. He sat down on my bed. "I'm too embarassed." I said. "And you shouldn't be on my bed." "Why?" "Okay, say we start dating." I said. "Then you tear my heart into two and it aches for two years after and I am stuck here living with you, the first dickhead to break my heart." "Whoa, whoa." He said standing up. "See. Not the best idea." I said. "Why would you assume I would break your heart?" He asked. "Nobody ends up living with their first love for the rest of their lives." I said. "That's not true." He said. "Plus, you are getting so ahead of yourself that it's freakin' me out a little bit." "Let's not chance something like that. Plus, I don't think Jerry Springer is really the place I want to end up." I said. He laughed. "You'll see." "I'll see what?" I asked. "You think you know what life is like from what you've seen on the movies, but it's not all like the movies." He said. "Or TV shows." "I'm not as clueless as you think." I said. "Will there be cigars at this tallgate party?" "Tailgate." He laughed. "Tailgate party. And no. Cigars are for old people." "This town sucks." I said. "Maybe I can make a few calls and have someone bring some. . ." He said. "Then I'm there." I said. "Why do you want cigars?" He asked. "It's one of my goals." I said. "I'm not gonna bother asking. . ." He said. "I will have cigars there for you. I promise. What kind?" "The big ones." I said. He laughed. "Okay. . ." He turned around and left the room. "Yes!" I said with excitement.
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I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror. I had tried on so many dresses and didn't like ANY of them! I was getting so frustrated.
"Kim, this one looks like shit too." I wined.
"Don't cuss." She said. "Let me see it."
I opened the door and showed her.
"I love it. You look great in red." She said.
"Screw dresses." I said closing the door.
I changed back into my jeans and tank top. I grabbed the huge stack of clothes I wanted and we finally paid after our long day of shopping. I had so much new stuff! It was very exciting! We were all exhausted when we got home. At least I thought Kim was until she started making dinner as soon as we walked in the door. I brought my bags up. "Her motto is not shop till you drop. It's shop till you die!" Carla said as she barged into my room. "I was ready to come back at noon."
"Eh." I shrugged. "Look at all the new stuff we got out of it though."
She smiled. "True."
I smiled and nodded.
"See you at dinner." She said and left, closing the door behind her.
I hung up all of my shirts, skirts and pants in the closet. Then just stuffed my socks, bras and panties into the top drawer. I put my swim suits in the second drawer along with some other random things we bought. I lined my purses and shoes up in the bottom of my closet. I knew my things would be super unorganized in a matter of days, but I was willing to give being neat a try. I laughed at the thought. "Yeah right." I said to myself giggling.
I grabbed my big black tote bag and put a few things in it for the pool party. I had three new swim suits to pick from to wear. I decided to go with the black one. It was a two peice string binkini.
"This should get Jordan's attention." I giggled.
"DINNER!" I heard Kim shout from downstairs. Man, that woman could yell!
I went downstairs to the dinner table. Jordan was sitting at the table with everyone. It made me nervous. I sat down across from him. Nobody said much during dinner, so I excused myself soon after I finished eating. I was bored and felt myself dozing off. I walked up to my bedroom and changed into my pajamas. There was a light knocking on my door. I rolled my eyes and walked over to open it. I peaked out. Aaron was standing there. I just looked at him.
"Do you want to sneak out with me tonight?" He whispered.
"Why would you have to sneak out?" I asked.
"Shhh." He said. "My parents don't allow drinking. It's a tailgate party."
"A what-gate party?" I asked.
"It involves drinking." He said.
"No thank you. Beer is disgusting." I said.
"They ussually make jungle juice." He said.
"Okay. Do you have any idea where I've been most of my life?" I asked.
He smiled. "Well, it's fruit and vodka ussually."
"Vodka? Vodka is gross." I said.
"You've had vodka before?" He asked.
"I stole it from the minimart when I was twelve." I said.
"You're a very interesting person." He said.
"Deprived really." I said.
"Can I come in?" He asked.
"No."
"Why not?" He asked.
"I'm not allowed to get close to you." I said.
He gave me a strange look.
"It's one of my goals." I shrugged.
He laughed. "What?"
"You're hot, but kinda my brother." I said.
"I'm not technically your brother." He said.
"But kinda. . ."
"No. Not kinda. Not at all." He said.
I just shrugged. "I ALWAYS follow through with my goals." I said.
"And what are your other goals?" He asked looking confused.
"It's kinda private." I said.
"You can share them with me. I won't tell anyone." He said walking into my room. He sat down on my bed.
"I'm too embarassed." I said. "And you shouldn't be on my bed."
"Why?"
"Okay, say we start dating." I said. "Then you tear my heart into two and it aches for two years after and I am stuck here living with you, the first dickhead to break my heart."
"Whoa, whoa." He said standing up.
"See. Not the best idea." I said.
"Why would you assume I would break your heart?" He asked.
"Nobody ends up living with their first love for the rest of their lives." I said.
"That's not true." He said. "Plus, you are getting so ahead of yourself that it's freakin' me out a little bit."
"Let's not chance something like that. Plus, I don't think Jerry Springer is really the place I want to end up." I said.
He laughed. "You'll see."
"I'll see what?" I asked.
"You think you know what life is like from what you've seen on the movies, but it's not all like the movies." He said. "Or TV shows."
"I'm not as clueless as you think." I said. "Will there be cigars at this tallgate party?"
"Tailgate." He laughed. "Tailgate party. And no. Cigars are for old people."
"This town sucks." I said.
"Maybe I can make a few calls and have someone bring some. . ." He said.
"Then I'm there." I said.
"Why do you want cigars?" He asked.
"It's one of my goals." I said.
"I'm not gonna bother asking. . ." He said. "I will have cigars there for you. I promise. What kind?"
"The big ones." I said.
He laughed. "Okay. . ." He turned around and left the room.
"Yes!" I said with excitement.
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