“CLARI ROSE RAE! GET YOUR ASS OUT YOUR BED! GET CHANGED AND STOP MOPING! WE'RE GOING SHOPPING” I hear Jason my best friend scream through my door. “Just leave me alone J” I yelled lazily. I didn't want to leave the comforts of my room. Actually I didn't want to leave my bed. Maybe I could just die here instead of having some big dramatic death like most people do. “Alright, I'm coming in” Jason yelled back. As he attempted to enter through the heavily barricaded door, my mind began to slip into the never ending lake of darkness that we called sleep.
When I awoke, I saw the sleeping figure of Jason. How on earth did he get in through the door. I made sure that it was barricaded. I reached my arm towards his head, extended my hand some more and slapped him. When he didn't wake I reached my leg towards him and kicked him in the stomach. He fell back grunting in pain. When he finally regained his composure, he stalked back to my smirking form and jumped onto the bed crushing me as well as the bed.
“You ok” he whispered noticing that I hadn't moved. “You don't know the whole story.” I whispered afraid that if I spoke any louder that my voice would waver and that I would break. When Jason didn't answer I carried on explaining. ‘When Lukas said that he was basically giving up on me, he walked out, later on his little sister-” “are you talking about Jasmine, the small innocent looking one” he asked cutting me off. “Yes! Well anyway she came into my room and started saying how she hated that she had to do this but…
Flashback
“Hey Clarisaa”
“Hey Jaz”
“I hate to do this and all but I kinda have to… Lukas sent me here to explain that he really does love you and he really did want to help find a cure but he just can't deal with having a dying girlfriend”
Back to reality
“CLARI ROSE RAE! GET YOUR ASS OUT YOUR BED! GET CHANGED AND STOP MOPING! WE'RE GOING SHOPPING” I hear Jason my best friend scream through my door. “Just leave me alone J” I yelled lazily. I didn't want to leave the comforts of my room. Actually I didn't want to leave my bed. Maybe I could just die here instead of having some big dramatic death like most people do. “Alright, I'm coming in” Jason yelled back. As he attempted to enter through the heavily barricaded door, my mind began to slip into the never ending lake of darkness that we called sleep.
When I awoke, I saw the sleeping figure of Jason. How on earth did he get in through the door. I made sure that it was barricaded. I reached my arm towards his head, extended my hand some more and slapped him. When he didn't wake I reached my leg towards him and kicked him in the stomach. He fell back grunting in pain. When he finally regained his composure, he stalked back to my smirking form and jumped onto the bed crushing me as well as the bed.
“You ok” he whispered noticing that I hadn't moved. “You don't know the whole story.” I whispered afraid that if I spoke any louder that my voice would waver and that I would break. When Jason didn't answer I carried on explaining. ‘When Lukas said that he was basically giving up on me, he walked out, later on his little sister-” “are you talking about Jasmine, the small innocent looking one” he asked cutting me off. “Yes! Well anyway she came into my room and started saying how she hated that she had to do this but…
Flashback
“Hey Clarisaa”
“Hey Jaz”
“I hate to do this and all but I kinda have to… Lukas sent me here to explain that he really does love you and he really did want to help find a cure but he just can't deal with having a dying girlfriend”
Back to reality
I was sitting in a changing room with about a dozen pieces of clothing that Jason had chosen and forced me to try on. The dress I was to currently show off to Jason was a mini black halter neck that crossed around my neck and had black lace entwined around the straps. It stopped just above my knees and hugged all my curves perfectly. The dress was perfect. I walked out of the changing room and towards Jason. When his eyes caught mine he grinned as his eyes then roamed down my body. I didn't feel the slightest bit uncomfortable with him doing this as I knew this was him approving of the dress. “Clarisaa, that dress looks gorgeous on you. It makes you look like a Greek goddess.” he whispered nodding his head. Instead of wasting my breath I just threw my head back and laughed. Jason soon joined in with my laughter.
Once our laughter died down I walked back into the changing rooms and changed out of the tight dress.
