Dylan Morris 23 year old who attends the University of Alabama, just got the chance of a lifetime. she was promoted to the captain of the cheerleading team. it's been her dream to run the team since she was a fresh man, and now as a senior her dream...
i huffed as i looked in the mirror, i know that i looked appropriate for the party. but i just felt so out of place in my own skin. i was borrowing some of Hadley clothes well just her shirt. everything else was mine.
i was dressed in black ripped booty shorts, which a lace black bra let top. then this cute black jacket. i paired it with a cute pair of black heels. then just decided to do a quick kind of top knot type of style. i didn't bother to re do my make up, just touched it up. with some more powder a quick swipe of lip gloss, and i was ready to go.
Dylan look
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"damn girl, what the heck have you done with my best friend?" Hads chucked.
"thanks but i mean look at you, you look stunning." she really did.
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"do you think it's to boobish?" she questioned as she looked down.
"no way, just the right amount of boobs" i assured her.
"okay good" she smiled.
" are we taking an uber?" i asked her.
"i think so, just in case you want to have a drink." she says.
"not sure that i feel like drinking, but we will be on the safe side just in case." i pulled out my phone, so that i could get us an uber.
"so don't judge me, but i have a massive crush on Max." Hadley blurted out randomly.
"girl you don't think i know that? i am your best friend. i see the way you look at him when he's not looking. and you where totally checking him out tonight while he was playing." i tell her.
" i think he might like me too. we where kinda flirty after the game. but i am not sure if it's like a serious thing or just a quick hump and dump you know." she spoke.
"no i get it, he has a past of being with lots of girls. but i can say i think he might like you. because that night of the dance when Jermey asked you to dance. it looked like he wanted to bash his face in." i tell her with a slight chuckle.
