I Was Afraid To Admit It
Danelly's P.O.V.
I am SO bored. I'm just surfing the web and as I sigh in boredom I decide to call my best friend Rhi to come over. I pick up my phone and press speed dial number 2.
Phone Conversation:
Rhi: "What's up Danelly?"
Me: "Nothing, that's why I'm calling you." I say teasingly.
Rhi: "Haha right, so do you want to meet at the mall or chill at your house?"
Me: "Um, how about both?"
Rhi: "Sure, sounds fun! I'll meet you at Hot Topic."
Me: "See you there!"
End Phone Conversation:
I put on my converse, brush my hair real quick, and then headed out the door. As I took the bus I got a text from my boyfriend Bobby. I smiled and read the message.
Text Conversation:
Bobby: "Hey."
Me: "Hey hun, what's up?"
Bobby: "NM. Just heading to the mall. WBU?"
Me: "Same here! I'm meeting Rhi at HT."
Bobby: "Cool! I'll see you there."
Me: "Awesome, I love you baby.
Bobby: "ily2."
End Text Conversation
Could that be anymore abbreviated? Oh well, here comes the bus stop. I get off and I already see Rhi with arms full of clothes at Hot Topic. I smile as I think about how we are so different yet so alike. We're only different basically because of how we look, not style wise but more like physical wise. She's about nine inches taller than me; I'm 5'0 when she's 5'9. We have the same hair length, but I have black hair, she has dirty blonde hair (Although she's extremely jealous of my hair because my hair is naturally black and that's kind of rare; I love my hair but I also love hers. She never listens to me though). She has greenish eyes, and I have colour changing eyes where when the light touches them they're like a golden brown and the rest of the time they're brown, almost black. She's Australian, and I'm Puerto Rican. The thing is that how we're alike makes up for our differences. The differences don't really matter to us. We both love Hot Topic (obviously), which means we pretty much have a similar style, but we both add our own different flair, for example, I wear all types of sneakers, from converse to vans; from Nike high tops to Levis and she always wears these pairs of black boots that buckle up to her knees, and has a big heel, and she wears them no matter what(she even went to homecoming with them, although I shouldn't talk because I wore converse high tops to homecoming). We love music, our favorite band is Tokio Hotel, we both play guitar, although I also play keyboard and teach her some stuff. We hate school and we're just really spontaneous and crazy. We tell each other everything; we're like sisters. I walk in front of her, so she could stop running around the whole store. "I see you already started without me." I pouted, and she rolled her eyes, "Well you took forever and just look at this stuff! It's so cute." "Well, Ms. Giant, you better chill or else there won't be enough clothes for anyone else to buy, let alone me!" She put the pile of clothes on one arm, stepped up close enough so that she could tower over me and said, "I guess you don't want me to buy you these then if you keep calling me Ms. Giant; Ms. Midget." Then on the hand that wasn't carrying the pile of clothes there were these black, neon blue, and neon green, two layer high top converse that I absolutely loved. My eyes grew wide, but before I could grab them, she dangled them over my head so I couldn't reach. I decided that I could try to kiss up to her. "Did I say Ms. Giant? I mean Ms…. beauty?" "Uh- huh, sure you did." "How about I buy you something as an apology?" "Ok, but you should buy me two things, one for calling me Ms. Giant, and another for keeping me waiting." "Alright, but you'll also have to get me something in addition to the shoes because you called me Ms. Midget." "Deal." "Pinky swear?" We link our pinkies together and laugh. "Pinky swear." As we bought all of our stuff, I saw Bobby come in the store. "Oh great," Rhi said. I playfully slapped her arm, "Get over it." Rhi rubs her arm, "Never." She's not a very big fan of Bobby because back in fifth grade he pushed her in a puddle of mud the day she wore brand new clothes that she bought herself instead of her mom (who had horrible taste) for the very first time. "Hey baby," Bobby said. "Hey," I said. He wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed me real hard. I was taken aback and my eyes opened wide. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Rhi rolling her eyes. I pushed away saying, "Whoa what was that for?" He said, "What? I can't kiss my girlfriend?" "Well it's a little too much p.d.a. for my taste," I said. "Fine, whatever," Bobby said sharply. I looked at him, wondering what his problem was. "Anyways," he said, "My family and I are going on vacation, so we'll be out of town for a month." "A whole month, that's a whole half of the summer. I have to spend half of my summer without my boyfriend?" "Don't worry babe, it'll fly by. And I'll call you everyday." "Ok, I'll miss you hun." "I'll miss you. Hey I got to go." "Alright," I say before giving him a sweet peck. "Bye!" I waved bye while Rhi made a gagging noise. "Oh, shut up. Haha." Rhi just waved her hand in a whatever type way. After our spree to the mall, we were walking to my apartment. "Hey 'Rhi-Rhi' have you noticed that Bobby's been a bit distant and then at other times all he wants to do is make out?" "Uh yea, I'm telling you 'Nelly,' he's bad news and I'm not just saying that because I don't like him. I really think he's up to no good." I didn't answer to that, but I did take it to heart. I'm actually thinking that maybe it's not working out. Well, maybe it's just nothing. As we went home I asked Rhi what I should wear for tonight's job interview. "I've been working as an intern in Cherry Tree Records for forever. This is could be BIG, HUGE, GIGANTOR!" Before I could say anything else she said, "OK, OK, I'll help you hahaha." "Thank you," I smiled brightly. "Now since you're on your way to being one of the best music producers ever you have to look amazing!" "Well it's probably gonna be something small like an assistant and then I'm going to have to work my way up from there." "Do you want my help or not?" "Yes ma'm! Sorry." "Ok then, *gasp* this. Is. PERFECT!" She squealed showing me a super pretty dress. I hugged my figure perfectly and was nice and formal with a nice lace and everything! (A.N. There's a pic of the outfit and accessories in my profile.) "Now I know you only like sneakers, but this is a big deal so you'll have to wear heels." After 2 minutes of arguing about the heels I finally agreed. It was just to hard to say no to Rhi. Now I have everything ready for tomorrow morning and I am SO pumped! Although, what I didn't know was that I was going to end up being the personal assistant of the best band EVER, and that they will actually be at the meeting tomorrow.