Sweet As Sugar

Chpt 3

Chloe I don't want to wear that.
"Tough"
I don't see why I have to look so "perfect" Anyway.
Shut up and put on the outfit.
I sigh pick up the skirt and shirt and walking into the wardrobe

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I look in the mirror and feel terribly out of place.
This is her style not mine.
It's nice and all but I want to do nothing more then rip the clothes off and burn then.
Is that too extreme? Probably.
"Are you finished yet Cassidy"
I don't want to wear this Chloe.
She opens the door and looks in at me being extremely uncomfortable.
"What's wrong"
These clothes just arnt for me.
"I've another outfit you might like more"
Can I just wear my own clothes Chloe?
"Only if you let me choose them"
I gesture towards my clothes and walk out of the wardrobe and sit on the bed.
"WHATS THIS"
She holds Eoghans hoodie out the door.
He gave that to me when we got caught in a shower of rain.
"Why do you still have it"
Because I didn't have the chance to give it back yet.
"Your never gonna give that back"
"And besides I've come up with the perfect outfit to go with it"

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Now this is more my style.
"Perfect"
"Now time for hair makeup and nails"
She pushes me onto the vanity's seat and inspects my hair and nails.
She lets down my hair as it puffs back out again.
"Hmmm maybe I should straighten it"
*One eternity later*
My hair is sleek silky and perfectly in place.
My nails painted and my makeup done.
I look in the mirror with amazement.
"So what do you think?"
You did an amazing job Chloe.
"Great lets go then"
I close and lock the door behind me and run after Chloe who's already half way down the hallway.
"You really should learn how to speed up"
This is coming from the person that had to do her eyebrows five times because the angle wasn't correct.
"Shut up Cassidy"
"CHLOE CASSIDY"
I look away from Chloe and notice that Milo is practically orange.
"MILO DID YOU USE MY FAKE TAN AGAIN!"
"I should run"
Chloe runs after Milo and they disappear running down the stairs.
I'm so intent on hearing something else from them that I don't notice Eoghan walking up to me from behind.
"Still wearing my hoodie I see"
Chloe made me wear it.
"You still had a choice"
I turn around and face him looking him dead in the eye.
Do you want it back?
"You can keep it pomodoro"
Never call me that again.
"No promises"
He winks and turns his attention to my hair.
"Did she attack your hair?"
What do you mean?
"It's too perfect"
He messes up my hair a little bit "there we go that's more like the Cassidy I know"
"Actually you always have your hair in two plaits"
So?
"Want me to plait your hair"
You can plait hair?!
"Are you forgetting that Chloe is my sister"
Fair point.
I don't have any hair bobbles though.
"Milo has some in his locker"
How do you know this.
"Don't question it"
"Why are you wearing all that makeup anyway?"
Chloe.
"You look better without makeup.
"MILO!"
"GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE THIS SECOND!"
"What's wrong with them now"
Milo used her fake tan and now he looks like an umpa lumpa.
"Of course he did"
The bell goes and we say our goodbyes and part ways.
*Time skip*
I'm in the library waiting for Eoghan so I can show him the next story.
I gently flick through the pages and take each one into consideration.
"Hey there pomodoro"
Shut up Eoghan.
"Ouch that hurt"
He plonks himself down on the bean bag next to me.
"What story is today"
I don't know.
"Do you have any plans for midterm"
I'm probably going to be in my bedroom with the curtains drawn on my phone and sleeping most of the time.
"You've the same plans as me then"
Doesn't Chloe have something planned out?
"Probably but I could care less about her plans"
Why do Milo and Chloe want us to be a couple?
"I honestly don't know"
"And you wearing my hoodie isn't helping the situation"
I close the book and focus all my attention onto Eoghan.
I didn't notice until now that he has light freckles spread all across his face Or how he has a chicken pox scar on his forehead.
I can tell that he's looking at me as intently as I am him.
Little by little we instinctively move our faces closer together.
We are probably centimetres apart.
I look into his eyes again and get lost in them.
What stories they tell not directly but subliminally.
I look down at his lips and notice that they are parted slightly.
How I long for those lips to be pressed against mine.
I feel the butterflies building up in my stomach.
Finally it happens he lightly presses his lips against mine.
Still unsure of this whole situation i press my lips against his.
A camera clicks and flashes.
"You can scream now Milo"
"SHHIIIPPP"
Eoghan and I are startled by Chloe and Milo and break apart.
"THE SHIP HAS SAILED BITCH!"
I cringe slightly.
Who am I kidding I'm 99.999999999% cringe at this point.
"How long have you guys been here for"
"Long enough"
I blush with embarrassment and pull the hood over my head turn around and bury my face deep into one of the many bean bags.
"AWE LOOKS SHES HIDING THE FACT THATS SHES BLUSHING"
"SHUT UP MILO!"
"JUST GET OUT OF HERE GUYS!"
"Hmph"
"Let's go Milo I'll show you how to properly put on fake tan"
I wait until five minutes after they leave to turn around again.
"Your makeup is all smudged"
I don't care about the makeup.
"What's wrong Cassidy"
Nothing...
He lies down on his bean bag so he's right next to me.
His hand reaches out open for mine.
I hesitate slightly and place my hand on his as we intertwine our fingers and clasp our hands together.
His hands seem so warm compared to mine so inviting so perfect.
That warmth penetrates through my body.
I don't know how but I must have fallen asleep because when I open my eyes it's the next morning, I'm in my bed but there's one thing that hasn't change.
His hand is still holding mine.