Hey, so thanks for the reviews, I really appreciate it! I am in a hotel and the internet here sucks so I couldn't upload yesterday so instead I wrote a longer chapter… Enjoy! (:
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CHAPTER 5
MITCHIE'S POV
The day of the dance came, and I was, well, really excited. I left school early, because we were supposed to be picked up at 6:30 p.m. and we still had to get ready. We both walked to Siera's house, picked up her dress, and then her mom drove us to my house to get ready. First we each took a shower, then my mom did Siera's hair, nails, and makeup while I curled my hair. After that my mom did my nails and makeup. It didn't look that fancy, but I was satisfied and I think Siera was too. We thanked our mom and she left… It was 6 p.m. and we put our dresses on. I have to admit, I thought I looked beautiful, though I would never say it aloud. Siera also looked really good too, and we were very overly excited.
At around 6:20, a limo stopped outside my house and we both put on our shoes, took our bags (mine had two pair of socks, one for me, and one for Siera if she'll decide to be less stubborn and wouldn't stay with high heels for the entire night) and we were ready to go.
We walked outside, trembling on our shoes, and the two boys were standing outside. One of them had a brown curly hair and brown eyes, the other one had blond hair and blue mesmerizing eyes, I looked into them for a few second and he looked at me. Then I figured out what I was doing and looked down at my shoes.
Siera tried to run but almost fell and the other guy caught her. "David." She said happily and hugged him. I looked at them, they were really cute. Then I looked back ahead and saw the other guy walking towards me, "You must be Mitchie" he said, stretching to show his arm muscles and then shook my hand, "I am Ryan." "Hi Ryan" I smiled. I get now why everybody thought he was dreamy. He really was the most beautiful man I've ever seen, almost. A little thought came to my head and I pushed it away,' No, I don't want to think about Shane now Mr. Brain!'
We all went into the limo which was empty. "We need to pick up three more couples, but we figured we'll take you first so they won't have to drive all the way here and then back. We don't mind, he added quickly, but it's just that it's not that fun, and you know what, I am just going to stop talking now." David smiled nervously at me and Siera, and I smiled back, he seems really nice. I wonder what's going on between him and Siera. "So Mitchie" Ryan told me, trying to grab my attention which was on Siera and David sharing their memories of summer, "I heard that you like singing." I looked back at him, "Yes I do…" "Why won't you sing us a song then." He said and Siera and David turned to look at me, "hmm.. I don't think so…" I said slowly, I wasn't expecting this to ever happen to me and I looked at Siera mouthing the words, "I hate you." She blushed and said, "So Ryan, how come you have no date?" He looked at her interested and she blushed again. "Why would I have a date?" He asked her amused. "Well…" She started and then stopped, looking at me, not wanting to say anything else that would get me angry at her, "Well because everyone think you are dreamy." I finished her sentence and he looked at me. "What are you, jealous?" He teased me. Why is this conversation too familiar too me. I was about to call him a jerk when I remembered why, I had the exact same conversation with Shane our first summer when we were driving on a kayak, alone, having fun. I smiled at the thought of it. Wait! Why does Shane keep crawling into my head? Go Away!
I smiled nervously and shut my mouth. I wanted to check my phone but I figured it would be really annoying, I hate those girls who are always on their phone even when they are with people, so I just played with my fingers, making them red. That's my way of dealing with problems and I actually hate it.
I guess Ryan was looking at me because after a while he took my hand and wouldn't let me keep scratching it. "Thanks" I said and half smiled. "No problem." I saw he was still holding my hand so I took it and sat on it so I wouldn't be able to scratch them again. We sat silently for a few moments and the only sound I could hear was Siera and David who sat at the opposite side of the limo so we won't be able to hear their conversation. All I could hear was them laughing and talking, though I couldn't understand what they were saying, and even that sound seemed farther away than it should be.
"I don't have a date," my train of thoughts was cut and I looked at Ryan who seemed unsure what to say next, "Is because I feel like all the girls in my school would want to go with me just because of my looks, and I hate that thought." He looked up at me, "I wasn't even going to go until David asked me to go with Siera's friend. He said that he really likes her, and that the only way she could come is if he would find a date for her friend. He has been my friend ever since we've been like three, and I couldn't say no so I came." That actually was the most adorable thing I've ever heard. "I know you think I am a douchebag, but I am actually not trying to be, so let's start over." I smiled, "I would like that." He smiled too. For the rest of the ride we told each other things and got to know each other, we was actually really nice and I felt really bad for judging him before I even knew him.
We stopped at another house to pick up three couple, but first we went outside to take pictures with them. I felt a bit out of space, but Siera was with me so it felt a bit better. When we got to the couple pictures, Ryan had to hug me from behind. It was very awkward and I blushed the whole time but Ryan didn't find it that weird so it made me feel a bit better. After what seemed like an hour of taking more and more pictures, we walked back into the limo. This time I was sitting next to Siera and we looked at the girls there. The three of them were looking amazing. One of them, Rachel, was blond with hazel eyes, her hair straight down to her shoulders. Her dress was a long purple one which got down to her knees and her shoes were black. The second one, Melanie, had brown, long, straight hair, and I am pretty sure that she wore colored contacts because her eyes were in an unnatural color of blue. Her dress was bourdeaux and it was a bit shorter than Rachel's but still looked really good. The third, Shira, looked amazing! Her eyes were naturally green and she was a ginger, which is my favorite hair color ever, she also had freckles which looked adorable. Her hair was also curled but looked so much better than mine, she had a turquoise dress, and had light blue eye shadows and silver shoes. I wish I looked just like her.
After we finished looking at those girls from head to toe, Siera and I shared our thoughts, Siera thought that Rachel was the prettiest one, she always wanted to be a blond because in her opinion blond girls had more fun. I argued that even after having blonde highlights, I still have no fun. She said I have fun with her, but she knows it doesn't count, it's not the kind of fun we are talking about... I saw the girls looking at us interested. "How do you know David and Ryan?" Melanie asked us and the boys looked up. "I went to camp with David…" Siera answered. "And Ryan?" She asked again and looked at me, "I just met him an hour ago…" I answered and smiled. "Cool." She said. "You are really pretty", Shira said and looked at me. I blushed and thanked her. "So are you" I answered, "I always wished I was a ginger." I said and she giggled. "Really?" She asked me, "Do you want to switch hair color with me?" She laughed and I laughed too, she was actually really nice. I always thought rich people were, well, like Tess. Siera seemed a bit jealous, maybe it's because every time I am with her, I never have anyone else to talk to and suddenly I was making new friends. I thought that it was really annoying when she tried to pull me away from my conversation with these girls but I decided just to make her join it. We talked about a lot of things until the limousine stopped. "You know" Rachel said when we were taking some more pictures, "You really remind me of someone, I feel like I know you but I am not sure from where…" I smiled nervously, not sure if it was a compliment or not… "Thanks…?" I half said half asked. "No problem!" She smiled. I really liked those girls, they were a lot nicer than the ones from my school at least.
So…. What do you think? (: