Okay, here I at, again.
So, um, this chapter was hard to write, certain scenes take full blame for it. Sorry, I'm spoiling it for y'all. I'll shut up now.
Anyway, get ready, use the bathroom if ya have to, and sit your booday down, and enjoy this chapter.
Seriously, it's hard writing these scenes, so I hope y'all like it. Cuz there's a really good scene, its a- Okay, I really need to shut up now.
~Ericka 3 :*
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"Hey! Did you hear about the party that Jacob is throwing tonight?! It's going to be of the hook!" Dylan exclaimed, running up to my locker. "Yea. I'm going" I said. "I have to buy a dress, though. Can you come? Please? It would mean so much to me" I said, and to seduce him more, I took his hand in mine, batting my eyelashes.
He sighed. "Why?" He whined. "Because if you don't, I'll put peroxide in your conditioner" I threatened. His eyes widened. "Then you can call me the shopping man" He said nervously. I beamed. "Thanks, hon!" I smiled, standing on my tip toes to peck his cheek. "See you" I said, going to my next class.
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"Omagurd, I can't wait to get to the mall to buy a hot dress!" Taylor squealed. "Yea, Jacob is so cute!" Monica agreed. "You better be talking about me!" A boy growled. We turned to see Dylan storming up my driveway. "I deserve compliments seeing as you blackmailed me to come shopping with you" He added.
"Come on, Dylan. It won't be that bad" Taylor cooed.
"Yes it will!" Dylan said. "You'll spend three hours was looking for a dress and after a massive pep talk you finally buy it, then when your in the middle of boots, you start raving over how much you hate the dress, then you'll take the stupid dress back, and then when we finally reached a blissful moment when we sit in the car ready to go home, you have a mini heart attack and suddenly decided you actually love the dress, and then we all have to run back to the shop to buy the bloody dress again" Dylan ranted.
We were shocked at his outburst, but it was true. And based on the fact that is was a party like Jacob's, it was bound to happen. It won't happen to me because I'm trying to impress Jacob, I'm taken by Dylan, but because I have to look on fleek wherever I go.
"But I have to look on fleek wherever I go! I whined. "Not all the time!" Dylan said. "Yes all the time! Do you know what happens if I don't look on fleek all the time?" I asked. "No. But I know you won't die" Dylan said. "Then the bit of fame I have in LA goes down the drain!" I exclaimed.
"You Hollidays are lucky that your famous practically. I'm not talented or rich" Monica said. She was right, we were well-known in LA because not only we were wealthy, but also because I'm a awesome dancer and singer who won a city wide contest, and Taylor can only sing, she can't dance as good as I can.
And Frankie cam brake dance, and Jade can dance like I do.
"Let's just get this over with" Dylan said, following me and everyone else in my car.
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"HONK!" Some car went. "You saw me coming, buddy! It's called a driving test. Take it, and then come back on the road! Where'd you get your license from, the back of a cereal box?!" I yelled at some person who honked me. They flipped me in return.
"Oh yea? I flip prettier than you! I flip on fleek!" I exclaimed, flipping him back.
"Are you really criticizing other people's bad driving, when you do it 24/7?" Taylor asked. "Shut up" I told her. I pressed in the gas, making the car go 56 miles per hour. "Stacy! That was a red light!" Dylan exclaimed, but I already saw the flash from the camera, which means now I'm getting a ticket.
"Great. Way to go. Now your getting a ticket" Dylan said. "Yea, I know" I said. "And you don't care?" Dylan asked. "Eh, not really. Everyones used to it" I said. "If they really are, thats really sad" Dylan said.
"Are you used to it?" I asked him. "Now that I think of it, yea, I am" He said.
When we got to the mall, Dylan immediately started to complain. "I don't wanna walk! Get me one of those things that you put the girls in" He added. "Fine. But I'm getting the pink princess one" I said, pulling out the pink stroller thing that you put kids in at the mall.
He got in, and as I pushed him, people were laughing, and some girls stopped us to take a picture of him, and sigh autographs. We went into one store with pretty looking dresses.
"This place looks expensive" Monica said. "Exactly! So let's go back home" Dylan said. "Nice try" I said, pushing him into the store. "Can you please hurry up?! I'm hungry!" Dylan's whined after 5 minutes.
I decided to tease him for fun.
"Awww, is the baby fussy? Is that it? Your fussy? Don't worry, well finish soon. Not stay quiet" I said, while Taylor and Monica laughed. Dylan smiled a little, and stayed quiet.
"Should I get this?" I asked, holding up a purple and black knee length sleeveless dress. "Oh yea! That would look awesome with these! Do you want them? I don't really like them" Monica said, handing me black sparkly boots who looked like they would reach below my knees.
"You should try it on" Dylan said from the stroller. We looked at him. He shrugged. "I think it would look nice on you" He said.
I went towards the dressing room, and put the dress and boots on, and walked back to where everyone was, and thankfully, there was a full length mirror there. "Wow. Buy that. No, seriously. Your buying that" Monica said. "You look.. You look..." Taylor started. "On fleek!" Dylan finished.
I beamed at him. "The baby is so well-behaved!" I gushed to Taylor and Monica. "If you call me the baby again, I'm talking my compliments back" Dylan warned, using air quotes on the baby. "Okay! I'm sorry! The teenager is so well-behaved. Happy?!" I asked him.
"As a clam" Dylan said sarcastically. "This would go so well with that new purple shade makeup pack I bought yesterday" I said. "Um, I bought you that" The bab- Dylan said. "Oh yea. He did, not me" I laughed. "You stupid" Taylor said. "No, I'm not" I said. "What's 9+10?" Monica asked. "I don't know" I said. "You stupid" Taylor said. "No I'm not" I said. "What's 9+10?" Monica asked. "I don't know" I said. "You stupid" Taylor said.
"If you continue that, I will jump off this stroller and hurt you all" Dylan warned, giving us an annoyed look. "You can't hurt me. I'm your girlfriend! Remember? Your teenage dream?!" I said. "Doesn't mean I can't get mad at you sometimes" Dylan said.
"I don't think you'll be able to get of that stroller anyways. You look stuck" Taylor said. He did look like it was going to be hard to take him out. "YEET" I said. I looked at myself in the mirror. "I don't know.. Should I buy it?" I asked. "Here it comes" Dylan said.
"Yes! Buy it! It looks perfect on you. And then we can go to like, Icing or something and buy some cute earrings and hair stuff" Taylor said. "Yea, but.. I don't know" I sighed. "Get it! And I like how the top is in those circle shapes and not just, like straight like some sleeveless dresses are" Monica said. "And those boots are perfect" Taylor said. "And your hair could be curled and in a high ponytail, and since your hair is so long, it would be able to be over your shoulders" Taylor said. "And we can curl the whole ponytail so it can be like, you know when some people have ponytails, and the whole thing is in one curl? Not a whole bunch. Just one" Monica explained. "That would be perfect! But I don't know if it would go with the dress" I said. "Wait, yes it will!" I added after. "I love it. You should buy it" Taylor said. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Yes. You look on fleek, and you don't even have the right makeup on yet" Monica said. "Okay. I'll buy it" I said. "Thank you!" Dylan exclaimed.
"What about you guys?" I asked. "I might choose this one, like it's kinda okay, but don't you think it's way too long? Like, i'm not really a floor-length person. Plus, it's just a party" Taylor said.
"Just a party? It's Jacob Taylor's party. It is not just a party" Monica said. "I still hate the fact that he has my name as his last name. Like, when we get married, my name is not going to be Taylor Taylor" Taylor said.
"What do you mean when? If you get to marry him, because he sadly never noticed my prettyness" Monica said, filpping her hair. "Uh, guys, you-" I tried to tell them, but Taylor interuppted.
"I said when because we are going to get married! I thought you liked Brady!" Taylor exclamed.
"No, because I saw him all over this other girl!" Monica exclamied. "Um, news flash! They broke up 2 weeks ago! Get with the program!" Taylor yelled.
"Well, this is a new one" Dylan said. He's right. We has pep talks and stuff, but never yelling at each other. I nodded in agreement. After watching about 5 minutes of them arguing, I finally decieded to end it.
"GUYS! No one is going to get Jacob anyway, because he has something called a GIRLFRIEND! So nobody is going to marry him excpet his girlfriend if they acually stay for that long! Sorry not sorry, but it's the truth! So your just wasting your time and everyone else's time standing here yelling over something thats never going to happen unless he dumps her or whatever! And if you've seen the way they are, thats not going to happen for a long time! So quit it! I'm tired, i'm hungry, and i gotta pee! So HURRY UP!" I screamed.
"Fine. Sorry" Taylor said after about a minute of stunned silence. Monica nodded. "I guess none of us are going to get him. But it dosnt mean we can't inpress him!" Monica exclamed, running into the dressing room with a dress and shoes with Taylor.
They came out, both looking awesome. Taylor had on a black dress the same length as mine, with silver pumps since she put the floor length one down, and Monica had on a zebra printed sleeveless jumpsuit with black flats.
"Um, Monica, whats with the jumpsuit? I thought you had a dress on?" Dylan asked. "Yea, I did, but I found this on the seat thingy, so I tried it on, and it looked awesome! And its only 100 bucks" Monica said.
"Okay, so we buying these or nah?" I asked. "Yes!" Taylor exclamied. Monica nodded. They went back in the dressing rooms, the 2 minutes later, i was at the cash register.
"Okay, that will be $1,738" The girl said. "17 hundred?" I heard Monica whisper. I took out my credit card, and swiped it, my 2nd favorite part of shopping. I signed the paper, and when she gave me the box, I went in the back of the line with Monica and Dylan, who was falling asleep in the stroller.
We went to the food court, to Subway, and I got a foot long for Dylan when we woke up. "You know, we're not done yet" Taylor said excitedly. Dylan groaned and opened his eyes. He got off the stroller to stand up and glare at us.
"I hate you all for making me come with you. I hate shopping like this. Why am I even friends with you guys? In fact, I'm not talking to any of you, I'm ignoring you, and there's nothing you can say or do that will change my mind" Dylan scoffed.
I handed him his foot long. He smiled.
"Okay, your forgiven" He told us, eating it. After we were done, we went to Icing to buy hair decorations and earrings. Ditching the stroller, since Dylan wanted to walk now. "Ooo! These are pretty!" Taylor exclaimed, holding up a pair of hoop earrings.
"Oh yea." I agreed. Then something caught my eye. It was a pair of diamond shaped earrings, where there was 2 other diamond shapes smaller then the other inside it. I wasn't really into them, but I saw this wannabe looking girl about to get it, so I walked over and took them before she got them.
She glared at me. "I hate you, Holliday" She growled. "Please don't be hating on my on fleekness" I bragged. She turned and stormed away. "I saw that" Dylan laughed when I came back. "Saw what?" I questioned.
"You got those earrings just so she couldn't get it" Dylan told me, shaking his head, the smirk still playing on his lips. "Your so evil sometimes" He added. "I actually like them" I said, looking down at them.
"Hey! Check this out!" Monica exclaimed, running over to me and showing me a fantastic pair of earrings. It was silver, with one line in the middle longer then the 2 on each side of it. I found this thing that were these gem things that you put on your hair. I thought it would look awesome on my ponytail I was planning to put on.
I took it, and showed it to everyone else. "Those would look great on your ponytail" Taylor said. "I know! That was what I was thinking" I said.
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We left the mall at 5:00, leaving only 3 hours for us to get ready. "Stacy! I know you don't have that much time to get ready, but pleas stop going 15 miles over the speed limit! If a cop pulls you over, by the time he's done, you'll have to go straight to the party just to be 20 minutes late!" Dylan ranted.
We reached my house, I parked my car in my driveway, and Dylan came out, and ran to his house across the street. Me, Monica and Taylor was at my house, Monica wanted to get ready at my house. Thank goodness we had enough to bathrooms, and my vanity was split into 3 different parts.
"Okay, heres the stich. Im using my bathroom, Taylor is obviously going to use the one in her room, and Monica, you can use the one right next to my room" I instructed.
"Okay" Monica said, took her stuff she bought, and left with Taylor. I left my clothes on my bed, since it was my room. I went inside my bathroom and turned the water on, while I locked the door, took my clothes off and went in there.
After I was done, I wrapped the towel around me, and looked at myself in the mirror, and combed my wet hair, who was really long, since it was wet. I walked out of the bathroom, where I put my robe on. I heard a knock, and Taylor and Monica bursted in.
"Lets get ready together!" Taylor chirped. "Isn't that what was supposed to happen, anyway?" I asked. "Yea! So shut up, and lets get it done!" Monica said. "Okay, so right now i'm going to put on the stuff I usually do in my hair" I said.
"We already did that." Monica said. "So hurry up" Taylor said. "Okay! The only thing i have to do is put in this really good-smelling spray on" I said.
After we finished that, I started to look for the purple-shaded makeup Dylan got me.
"Are you looking for this?" Taylor asked, laughing. I looked up to see her holding up the makeup. "Yes! Thanks so much!" I exclamed, taking it from her.
"I was thinking of doing a smokey eye shade, it would look great with this" Monica said, looking at my smokey eye makeup kit on my vanity. "Oh, its okay, you can use it. And your right, it would look great with that outfit!" I told her.
"I'm wearing this" Taylor said, holding up my silver eyeshadow. "Stacy, why do you have silver and gold eyeshadow? I didn't even know they had those colors" Monica said.
"Well, believe me, hon, they do" I laughed. I took up my blow dryer, and started on my hair. I acually finished that faster then i thought. I heard a knock on my door, and opened it to face Jade.
"What do you want out of my life?" I sneered. "Where are you going?" She asked noisly, cranking her neck to see in my room. I leaned over, blocking her view. "A party" Monica said from inside.
"Oooo! A party?! Can I come?" Jade asked. "Its a high school party. No babies allowed" I said. "Sorry not sorry" I added. Before she can say anything else, i shut the door in her face.
"Okay, time for dressing-up!" I sang. "Well actually, we can do hair first, since we dont have to put them on over our heads. We can just do it from the bottom" I said.
"Okay, so first things first, Stacy, wheres your curling iron?" Monica asked. I reached under my vanity on a shelf where i kept all my stying tools. I took one of my curling irons out. "Okay, so this is for tight curls. Like this one can make your hair, like really curly, like the type to make it shorter, and the other one is for lighter curls, who are longer, you know what I mean" I explained to her.
"Ill take that one" Monica said, taking the one I had in my hand. Taylor took my strightener, I took my other tight curling iron. "Wait. Do I put my hair in a ponytail first, then curl it?" I asked, plugging it in.
Taylor and Monica nodded, working on their hair. I took a hairtie, one with these crystals hanging off them. I put in in a high ponytail, and rolled it around the barrel, and put the handle thing on it, and watched the steam come out of it.
Based on how much steam was coming out of all 3 irons, I knew it would be a matter of time until the smoke alarm came on. And just as I predicted, the high picthed beep came on, scaring me. I dropped the curling iron from my hand, where it fell on my VERY FLAMMABLE rug to try to get the steam away.
I didn't have to turn around. All I needed was a scream, and a red-orange light behind me. I turned around to see half my rug on fire, and Taylor and Monica on my bed, as far from the fire as they can be.
I ran to the bathroom, quickly filled a bucket with water, ran out, and poured it on the raging flames. It ignited even higher, almost touching the ceiling, then became smaller, and disappeared. Taylor and Monica came off my bed.
All I can do is stare at my favorite rug in dismay, half pink, half black, runied because of my stupid actions who could have killed everyone. Stare at it wondering how i was going to explain to mom as of how its pink and black.
"Um, so what do we do now?" Monica asked after 5 minutes of silence. My rug was half burned, and my room smelled like burnt toast. "We're still getting ready to party. Fire isn't going to stop me." I said, pushing the rug under my bed.
I had to re do my ponytail, since it got ruined when I was running around. We all finished, and i sprayed my ponytail with hair spray, an added the diamonds to it, ans also some to my side bangs which i left out.
"Can I borrow some?" Monica asked. I handed her the pack, and when she finished, her black hair looked awesome, it was shining with all those diamonds in it. I took my hair spray and covered her hair in it. "What was that for?" She asked.
"To keep the curls" I said. "Okay, now its dress time" Taylor said. "I'll be in my bathroom, I said, turning to my bathroom. I closed the door, and put the dress on, feet first.
When I got it on, I fixted it, and looked at my self. It looked better here then it did in the store. I came out to see Taylor and Monica already in their outfits, doing their makeup. I took the one i was wearing, and put it on.
"Okay, lets go!" Taylor exclamed. "Im not going bare foot" I said, putting my feet in my boots. Taylor laughed. "Right after we put on shoes" She added. I took my phone and put it in my boot, and walked out.
"Oh my gosh! You girls look wonderful!" My mom gushed. "Thanks" We told her, and walked out in the night. We walked out to my car, and drove over to the party.
When we got there, it was packed. I saw Dylan in the distance, and Taylor and Monica disappeared from me, so I walked over to him. He saw me, and stared at me, his lips parting a bit. "Hey, Dylan" I said. He snapped out of it. "Hey.." He drifted off in staring at my on fleekness again. "Omg, Stacy! Your looking so awesome!" Abby gushed, with Tammy nodding.
"Dylan seems to agree, too" Tammy said, noticing Dylan's intense stare at me. Dylan snapped out of it again. "He was enjoying my on fleekness" I bragged. "Hey, want to go on the porch outside?" He asked. I nodded, putting my hand in his.
We went upstairs, where the porch was, and let me tell you, walking down the hallway was REALLY awkward, because of the noises coming out of some of the closed doors, if you know what I mean. Dylan flashed a smirk at me. We finally reached the porch, who looked more like a balcony.
Dylan put his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him. "You look awesome" Dylan told me. "Thanks" I said. He turned to face me. "I'm glad you know that. Did I ever tell you how your on fleekness charms me with every breath I take when I look at you, at your perfectly blue eyes.." Dylan said, making me tingle.
"Did I ever tell you how your cuteness intoxicates me with your every stare" I said. His stare went to my lips, and leaned in. I felt this warm feeling on mine, and I wrapped my hands around his neck, while his arms tightened around my waist, pulling me close, deepening the kiss. He turned the other way, making my back lean against the railing, his lips still moving feverishly against mine. My arms went from his neck to his hair, trapping my fingers in it.
I wanted it to be long, until that feeling came. That feeling that made the unexpected happen. Unfortunately, my sense wasn't coming in in me or Dylan.
If it happens, it wouldn't be protected.
So? It's only one time.
My conscience speaks out. Yea only one time. And now Cloe and Zoey are here, but it doesn't mean I regretted having them, but I just don't want it to happen until I'm old enough.
The kiss was getting deeper, and I felt like I was getting pushed in a room, and heard a door close.
But he's just so cute! I thought as I felt being laid on a bed.
Guess emotions are deeper then thoughts.
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I updating this in the dark right now, some idiot knocked down the power line, and now my house has no power.
My life, man. -_-
At least the wi-if works, and all my favorite food is in the pantry, not the fridge. Except my pizza is in the freezer? ﾟﾘﾭ? the guy who's supposed to fix it says that it's probably ganna come on at about 3 in the morning. But I stay up watching the Suite life, both shows, on my TV until 10:00, yes in the morning.
I'mObsessedWithDylanSprouseAndINeedHelp
None of y'all were able to read that... *she said hopefully*
Another long chapter!
Hope you liked it!
~£ricka