I sat on the counter of Mae's bathroom as I did my makeup.
Normally, she held the back to school rager but this year she was letting someone else take control.
"What are you wearing?" Mae asked me as I sprayed setting spray all over my face
I hopped off the counter and grabbed the metallic sequined romper.
"How cute is this?" I asked her as I held it up
"Yes! With some black heels." She cheered on
I nodded, "I borrowed my mom's studded Valentino shoes."
"Nice. It's time to re-dye your hair though." Mae replied giving me a thumbs up
My hair wasn't as dark as it was, probably because the dye was only semi-permanent. I just didn't know if I wanted to stick to my brunette hair or go back to blonde.
"I'm going to the hair salon that Thursday before homecoming. Like I'm only going to school for first hour and then I'm going to the hair salon." I told Mae
I changed into the romper, put on some deodorant and perfume, and then put on the shoes. Mae was wearing a maroon bodycon dress with heels.
"Where is this party again?" Mae asked
"At Justine's brother's house that's outside UNC Charlotte," I answered Mae's question
Mae unplugged the curling wand, "So I'm guessing a few college boys will be there."
"That's what I was thinking," I replied
Mae turned towards me, "Tell me honestly, do you miss Weston?"
Did I miss him? Did I miss the one thing that made me happiest in this world? Hell yes.
"Yeah, and it's not even in just a relationship type of way. It's also in an 'I lost my best friend' type of way. I miss our talks, our trips, just have fun together. I miss the way he use to look at me or when he talks about something serious he perks up and his lip perks out. I can't forget that I know so much about him, like his biological mom stuff like that. Then there's the funny thing I can't forget like the fact he likes to sleep on the left side of the bed since it's furthest from the door which means he gets a millisecond to sleep longer before his dad wakes him up in morning. It hurts every day because I think back and you never know when the last time is the last time." I rambled
"So you do still love him?" Mae asked me
I looked her in the eye, "I never stopped."
"I think you should read this." Mae mumbled as she handed me her phone
I stopped myself from reading anymore, "I don't have feelings for Kaiser. I think of Kaiser as one of my best friends and I'm so sick of rumors about me dating him. Kaiser and I have similar personalities and he's just a really good friend to me."
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The Coach's Daughter
Teen FictionLennox Cooper is your average sixteen-year-old girl with a famous father who is also the football coach at her high school. And then one day, her childhood best friend, Weston Johnson walks back into her life. But to be on the football team is not a...