Chapter 9

Olivia's POV

It had now been a few days and we still had no news about the bus from Miss Reznick. I was fine with that, though. That meant I had more time to be with Luther. My boyfriend. Oh, I just can't get over that. My first boyfriend ever! Of course, though, I always thought my first boyfriend would be Wen. But, now we are barely talking. It's not the same anymore. We are barely civil to each other. Besides the flat "Hi's" and "Good Morning's," we don't say anything.

The others probably have noticed. While Wen and I are having our awkward silences, I always see them giving each other knowing looks and whispering to each other.

On another note, I'm so excited for today. We are all going to hang out with Zeke and Luther again. I mean, we have hung out the past couple of days, but today is different. All the other times, the others were with us.

But, today Luther and I were going to be alone and the others were just going to hang out with Zeke. I wonder if I'll get my first kiss! AAAH! What should I wear?

I jumped off my bed and passed by a sleeping Mo. She had stayed up last night watching movies with Charlie. She says they are just friends, but I'm not so sure. They've been hanging out a lot lately.

I went to my luggage and began rummaging through my suitcase. I pulled my hair and make-up kit out of my bag. I don't usually wear much make-up, or any at all really. Normally just some lip balm or lip gloss and I'm ready to go. But, today was a special occasion. I headed to the bathroom and went into the shower.

When I was done, I walked out of the shower and put on a bathrobe.

I reached out to pick up my blow-dryer. But, in the process, I knocked my other stuff to the floor and they made a loud clatter.

"Oops," I muttered under my breath, bending down to pick up my stuff.

"Olivia?" Mo asked groggily, appearing in the doorway, rubbing her eyes. "What's going on?"

"Nothing," I assured her, "You can go back to sleep. I'm just trying to get ready to hang out with Luther." Wait...I probably shouldn't have said that.

"Oh my gosh!" Mo exclaimed, suddenly wide awake, "That's today, isn't it? Let me help. You have to look perfect!"

"Mo, you don't have to," I pleaded.

"No," she persisted, "I insist." I stopped trying to fight back. I knew Mo meant business. So, I surrendered.

"Fine."

Mo gathered my hair back and plugged in my blow-dryer. She turned it on and began to dry my hair. Once it was dry, she got my hair straightener and curler and sat me on my bed.

"I don't want you to see yet," Mo explained, "Not until the final product."

Mo began to work her magic on my hair. After what seemed like hours, but in reality was like 30 minutes, Mo stepped back.

"Okay, finished!" she declared, examining her handiwork.

I got up to go to the bathroom to check how it looked. But, before I could get there, Mo pulled me back down on the bed.

"No!" she ordered, "clothes and make-up first!" She went to my luggage, her brow furrowed in concentration.

"Ah!" she exclaimed, "It's perfect!"

She handed me a fire red engine dress. It was strapless with a lacy hem and ended a good three inches above the knee. She also gave me a thin yellow belt and short brown boots.

"Uh, Mo?" I questioned, "Isn't it a little bit fancy for Gilroy?"

"Nope," she shook her head, "It's perfect. Besides, it's just a sundress...with a bit of flair."

"Okay..."

"Put it on in the closet. I don't want you to change in the bathroom because I know you'll look in the mirror before you're finished," she said, ushering me into the closet.

I walked into the closet, pulled the door closed, and flipped on the light switch.

I pulled on my undergarments, then put on the red dress, and slipped the yellow belt around my waist. Then, I put on my brown boot and exited the closet.

"You look so pretty Olivia!" Mo exclaimed, "And, I'm not even finished yet!"

She sat me back down on the bed. Mo handed me gold studs, a gold charm bracelet, and a gold locket.

"I just found that stuff in your luggage. And, I thought it matched your outfit perfectly," she told me.

I put on the earrings and fastened on the bracelet. I was about to put on the locket, but I paused. It was the necklace Wen gave me for my birthday. I never showed it to my other friends. Inside was a picture of Wen and me.

We were both wet from Stella's pool. It was the day we wrote More than a Band.

His arm was around my waist and my head was leaning into his shoulder. We were both smiling widely.

It was one of my most favorite memories, and this locket was my prized possession.

"Liv? Are you okay?" Mo asked.

I snapped out of my trance.

"Yeah," I answered, giving her a fake smile. Hopefully, she bought it. She gave me a look of suspicion, but let it go. I let out a breath and reached around my neck to put it on.

"Okay," Mo said. Mo opened my make-up bag and began applying some on my face.

"I'm done," she announced, "You can go look now." I went in the bathroom and Mo followed to see my reaction.

Oh my goodness! I hardly recognized myself. I looked the prettiest I've ever been. My hair was pulled up and to the side. My hair fell in big curls, some pinned and some hanging. I had a dark pink lip gloss and my eyelashes were dark with mascara and curled. Mo had also lightly lined my eyes and put on a gold shadow. There was also a light pink tint in my cheeks.

My outfit looked cute, as well. It hugged my curves, but not too much. The jewelry added a nice touch. I didn't look as fancy as I originally thought I would. I looked perfect.

"Woah," I gasped.

Mo smiled at my reaction, "I knew I was good." She flipped her hair back and I laughed.

Yay! I'm back after a week! I hope you liked this chapter! It was kind of a filler. The next one will probably include the date. In maybe the chapter after that...drama will ensue...So keep reading! REVIEW!

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