Briar Addison is a beautiful and intelligent young girl. She's always been told to act a certain way, as her parents are very rich and well known along the streets of London. Some call her spoilt, some say she has 'only child syndrome'. Some, even g...
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IT IS OFFICIALLY the next day, meaning Briar was heading over to a local cafe for a coffee with George Henderson.
She didn't particularly know how to feel about George after what Everett told her.
In which way is George Henderson odd? Briar thought as she browsed through her wardrobe for an outfit.
Briar was a little nervous about going because she didn't know what to expect. Was it two people getting to know each other? Two friends hanging out? A date?
Briar decided to go with the first one, hoping that it wasn't a date. Briar's phone began ringing on her bed making her jump in shock. She skipped up to her bed in excitement at the thought of someone ringing her. She grinned as she saw the contact name and instantly picked up.
"Hi Bex, how are you?" Briar asked her best friend.
"I'm good babe, but let's talk about you going on your first date!" Bexley squealed through the phone.
"It's not a date, Bexley. He doesn't have any friends and he wanted to be my friend," Briar huffed slightly through the phone.
"Wait! Who the fuck are you talking about?" Bexley asked confusedly.
"George Henderson?" Briar mumbled back her answer although it sounded more like a question.
"The university's weirdo?" Bexley asked Briar in a higher octave.
"Well I...I don't exactly know him Bex. What if he's just misunderstood like we were before we found each other?" Briar mumbled to her.
She heard Bexley sigh on the other end before speaking again.
"I know Bri...just be careful okay? Something seems off about him," Bexley said with a hint of annoyance in her tone.
Briar thought for a couple of seconds about George Henderson. He was really sweet and polite when she met him, but now everyone is saying that he's not so sweet and polite after all.
I guess I will find out for myself, Briar thought.
"I will. I love you Bex, I'll talk to you later?" Briar told Bexley with a small smile.
"I love you too Bri," Bexley said and Briar could tell that she was grinning as they both hung up their phones.
Briar sighed as she stood back up and walked towards her wardrobe to pick an outfit out finally.
Briar decided on an outfit that's cute yet comfortable, not wanting to give him the wrong impression. She wore light washed skinny jeans and a light multi coloured jumper paired with white trainers. Briar decided to put her hair up in a messy ponytail with a couple lose curls framing her face.
Briar smiled briefly in the mirror before walking downstairs with her phone, purse, and keys in her small handbag.
Then, she was on her way to the café that she was meeting George at.
