"ew...this pic of me is disgusting", sabrina gagged looking at new york times' most recent article. "Why are you even looking?", Becky questioned.
"I dont know", sabrina shrugged.
I walked downstairs, "do u guys think this is alright for tomorrow?". I was in my beige sweater, white pants and my uggs. "i thought i should just go for a casual outfit since we're gonna skate".
Becky tutted. "What happened to that green sweater i got u for christmas? that one looks way better" "Nuh-uh, that ones itchy as hell" "I think this fit is really pretty, actually", gracie chimed in.
"So you think i should wear this?" "Yeah, i mean, he has already seen u in fancy dresses. I mean he's only, seen u in fancy dresses. This is a cute change", she smiled.
"Ok", i smiled, gaining the seal of approval for me to wear this to my date.
I was in the bedroom when beck walked in. "Stell", she knocked. "Come in" "Im not gonna be home when you're going on your date" "Why?" "Im meeting Trav's parents for lunch and then im going to their place for the night. So you're gonna have to face this date on your own." I sighed. "Ok, i mean, it won't be that bad right?"
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