Trying to update quicker again. Just saying - but I didn't get many reviews last time. Which means my striving Ego stayed the same size. Help with a review.
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Leia P.O.V
I laughed loudly as I walked into the kitchen and saw Lara, head in hands, moaning and groaning about her head. A cup of coffee was in front of her.
"I love you karma!" I yelled to the skies.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch. My head fucking hurts."
"Language!" I retorted gleefully.
"Fuck you," She said, lazily flipping me two fingers. (For you Americans, it's like fuck you in England)
I heard a loud yawn and turned around to grin at Elijah, and he wrapped his arms around my waist before bending down for a kiss.
"No face-sucking until the room stops spinning!" Lara interrupted. I laughed, pecking my fiancée's lips and sitting down with her.
"Maybe you should get a boyfriend - then we could double date or something." I said nonchalantly. Something sparked in her eyes. It was gone too quickly for me to decipher.
"And get you off our back..." Elijah sung quietly. I elbowed him as he walked past my chair.
"I mean, Elijah's cousin is in town, and his ass is fucking-" The words died in my throat by the look he gave me. "... Suitable for you..." I recovered slowly, looking away and masking my grin. Lara chuckled but shook her head.
"No thanks - I'm fine alone." She said.
Elijah perked up. "Did your voice just break? I wasn't aware you felt feelings that caused that?" He ducked quickly as to dodge the mug that smashed against the wall behind him. Now cold coffee dripped down the tiled wall.
"Fuck you guys, now I have to clean that up." I moaned.
"Just hire a maid - rich kids have them, right?"
"Screw you!" I said, laughing and lightly hitting my best friends arm. "Come on, just give him a chance." I pleaded.
"No."
"I'll throw a party."
"No."
"I'll allow you to get absolutely wankered at said party."
"By wankered, do you mean completely and incoherently drunk, or just out-of-my-head drunk."
"Completely and incoherently."
"Fine," She sighed, throwing her head back, "I'll meet him and his... Suitable-" Elijah's glare sent me into fits of laughter, "Ass." We both doubled over, giggling like Hell, and he stormed out in a huff.
"I better go get him." I said, chuckling under my breath.
"Yeah - and I better go. If I leave now I can just miss my mother by a minuet or so, and leave before she can come back."
"Where you off to?"
"Shopping, I've been saving up all year."
"Wait..."
"What?"
"Did you just hear that?"
"What!"
"I just made more money than you ever will in those thirty seconds." I said with a grin, "Now get your poor-ass out."
"I'm not poor, I'm economically challenged!" She screamed, leaving my rolling on the floor with maniac laughter as she left.
The Next Weekend
Lara P.O.V
"You will love him," Leia convinced me, as I sat staring boredly into my mirror. I didn't want to even look at the mirror, let alone get ready for fucking date in front of it. "His ass is amazing!" She whisper-shouted.
"I fucking heard that!" Elijah yelled from outside. I almost laughed, but I couldn't look away from the mirror. My blue hair was poker straight down my back. I was wearing my best pair of black (Although ripped) jeans, with my favourite band T-Shirt - An old blue Oasis shirt from a gig I went to in England at the Richo Arena. (True Story)
I slipped my feet into black ankle boots and tried a grin.
"Well..." I sighed...
"Well what?"
"Let's get going." I told her, smiling grimly.
Would've been longer, but a cool movie came on...
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