Fool's Gold

Chapter Three

Good After morrow.

"Pain has its own noble joy, when it starts a strong consciousness of life, from a stagnant one."

John Sterling

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"Come on change into regular clothes." He whined.

I raised my eye. He kept staring at me.

"Not with you in here," I stated in disbelief.

What do you call me a stripper?

Don't answer that...

"Promise I won't look." He turned around. I didn't move, I sensed he knew.

"Well come on!" He yelled. I huffed went to my dresser pulling out a white t-shirt and dark blue jeans.

"I don't appreciate you yelling at me." I stated.

"I don't appreciate being late to things." He stated. I glanced at my outfit.

One of the normal things I wore in a while.

Taking off my stockings.

I took my dress off reaching it over my head. My hair clips fell off as well.

Cold hands landed on my bare waist. I froze.

I was a chubby girl.

"Mm if I wasn't trying to win someone over I would go straight for you." I swatted his hands.

"Get your hands off of me!" I screamed. He chuckled.

I pulled the t-shirt over my head.

Whatever.

"Turn around," I said nearly feeling his breath.

It took him a minute before he did.

I put the jeans on finding socks.

"Ta-da!" He said staring at me.

"Not so slutty." He remarked. I growled.

"Stop acting like a dog, Kitten." He said turning around walking out the room.

"Dogs only make the Kitten's aggressive behavior look real." He continued. I nodded my head. Yea yea yea. I had my hand right behind his head. Pretending to choke him.

Janet choked on her own laughter making him turn around. Shit. My hands were still in the position.

I smiled and waved my hand away.

"You're still going out with no shoes I see." He said.

"Ahem. if you look at the door my shoes are all there." I said pointing them out.

He poked my nose.

"Touché, Leah." I cringed. Janet laughed harder.

Sigh.

I put my ankle boots on.

"Why are you just standing there, Drew? We gotta go. Bye, Miranda!"

"See ya ch-Leah," She laughed.

"Do you need it locked?" I questioned.

"No, but you need your purse." Drew was halfway out the door I closed it.

"What do you think?" I whispered.

She shrugged handing me my black purse and charged phone. Gosh, she was a blessing.