book 1: completed.
•/'out, kast/
a person who has been rejected by society or a social group
"Welcome to a world where being yourself isn't good enough"
The Outcast, The Jerk, And The 200$ Bet
Sequel is out.
Editing in Process
Cross my heart, • • hope to die • • To my lover, • • I'd never lie • • He said "be true," • • I swear, "I'll try" • • In the end, • • it's him and I • •
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I slowly opened my eyes, the sun illuminated my room as I sat up and stretched. I stayed sitting down as I looked around my room, yawning once more I stood up and made my way into the bathroom.
After taking a quick shower, I changed into my comfortable clothes which were leggings and one of my dads old t-shirts, I walked downstairs to hear a soft humming coming from the kitchen. As I walked in I found my dad opening to fridge, humming along to song playing on the radio,
"Good morning Pop's"
"Morning sunshine" I sat down as my father cooked breakfast for us, "so what's today schedule dad?"
He turned around giving me my breakfast which consisted of eggs, bacon and toast, "well my schedule will be kinda busy, I have this meeting at work then I'll be going out with Marie, you?".
I shrugged as I took a bite of my toast, "probably binge watch a show or give Jake a call" at the exact moment my phone buzzed, I glanced down to see Jake's caller I.D., "speaking of the devil ". I gave my father a small peck on the cheek before running upstairs to my room, laying down I clicked accept,
"Hey babe, we have an emergency"
"what's going on? Are you okay? Are you in danger-"
"Woah relax Bianca, no I'm not in danger but I need to make you look extra beautiful tonight?", I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion,
"what for?"
"You'll see pick you up in 10".
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As soon as we arrived to the mall, Jake saying we have a fashion emergency and that I needed to find something fancy for tonight, I was dragged into stores, clothes were thrown at me so I could try on, and my feet were beginning to kill me from all the walking,
"Jake this is the seventh store we've been to, what exactly are you looking for", Jake ignored my comment as he walked around the store, picking dresses for me to try on. We've been doing this for the past hour and honestly I am tired.
Jake dragged me into the fitting rooms, shoving a pile of dresses to my face. I groaned slightly as I went inside and began to try on the different dresses he chose. After trying on the fourth dress, I was getting irritated because nothing seemed to look good on me, until the final dress. I walked in front of the mirror, standing before me was my body in a beautiful tight spaghetti strap red dress, it had a v-line not to low just the right level. It reached above my knees, a small smile spread against my lips as I kinda liked the image before me. Slowly I made my way out of the fitting room, Jake began to clap proudly as he made me do a spin, "this is it. This is the one".
