Shame

•Part 2•

I watched in amusement at Jess scouting through my wardrobe for something for me to wear later.

"I seriously don't want to do this. I hate him. Can't I go in joggers and a jumper?" I sighed looking at the ceiling.

"No Suzie. He's making and effort for his brother and you should make an effort for me." She sighed and faced me.

"Can you please do this for me. It's all I ask. You don't have to like him but I'd like you to at least give this a chance" she looked at me with pleading eyes.

"I'll do this for you and only you." I sighed in defeat and slipped my vans on.

"I'm going for a walk. I'll be back in plenty of time for this 'date'. Try not to put me in anything too girly" I spoke beginning to leave. Not forgetting my cigarettes and lighter on the way out.

I began to walk along the pavement the rays of sun hitting my legs darkening my already bronzed glow.

I took out my cigarette packet and flicked the bottom. Turning over the one that went the highest. Superstitious I know.

I placed the king-sized cigarette in between my lips and lit the end whilst inhaling. The smooth taste of nicotine rolling along my taste buds.

I was knocked out of my trail of thought by a voice.

"Feel like crashing your date a fag?" James spoke. I exhaled my smoke in his face.

"And why on gods earth would I waste a fag on you" I spoke bringing the cigarette to my lips again.

"Because you know you find me attractive so you might as well seal the deal with a crashed fag" he winked at me and all I could do was laugh at his arrogance.

"Vain much" I spoke handing him my lit cigarette.

"Ew I don't want this you might have herpes" he spoke in a mocking voice.

"I hope I've got herpes because maybe you'll leave me alone then" I spoke watching him take a drag. His defined cheekbones glowing in the sunlight.

"Oh no! Oh god! Suzie... you... you really hurt me" he spoke grasping his heart.

"Want an Oscar and a new shirt for that?" I spoke through giggles.

"Why a new shir- ah fuck!" He looked down at the burn hole from the cigarette going right through his top.

"Well done Einstein." I spoke taking my cigarette back.

"Now if you don't mind I'd like to spend as little time as I can with you. So please go away." I spoke quickening my pace.

"What about that fag baby face?" He stood in front of me so I couldn't move and I glared up at him.

"If I give you one will you piss off?" I spoke still glaring at him.

"Yes" he spoke staring directly back at me.

I tossed him a fag and began to walk off.

"Thanks for the lighter hot stuff" he threw me a wink lighting his fag with my lighter.

That bastard...

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I got back to my dorm to be greeted by jess with her make-up bag, straighteners and a dress with heels.

"You aren't seriously making me wear a dress? And heels?" I spoke exasperatedly.

"Yes. It's a fancy restaurant now sit and let me do your hair and make-up." She yanked me onto my bed and began doing my hair. About an hour later I had straight hair and looked more girly than ever before.

The dress was deep purple and skintight and may I say showed a fair bit of cleavage. The heels were full in and of a similar colour.

I looked in the mirror and glanced at myself.

"What have you done to me..." I gasped poking my face.

"Don't do that! You'll fuck up your make-up. Now I'm going back to mine to quickly change and I'll be right back. You change anything I'll cut your clit off and use it as a doorbell" I put my hands up surrendering and followed her outside.

"Where are you going?" She spoke eyeing me up suspiciously.

"For a fag? Is that illegal now?" I laughed at her expression.

"Fine but straight back in Missy." She spoke heading for her dorm.

"Yes Mother of course" I shouted laughing.

"Wear a coat as well young lady it's cold out" she waved her hand shouting and I couldn't help but laugh.

Lighting my fag I took a deep breath of serenity and looked at the setting sun.

I can safely say.

I'm absolutely totally dreading tonight and I absolutely hate James Franco.