Thanks to all the reviews i recieved today i decided to post 2 more chapters
Still i wish i owned but i dont Dan does
Sam tried to take her hair down but yelped in pain when she it got pulled because of the pins.
"Help?" she said. Spencer handed her a wash cloth to wash her face off and began taking out the pins.
Her hair down in its usual messy curls and her face free of everything but the tasty lip gloss she sat back and relaxed.
"So how was it?" Spencer asked.
"Fun."
"Did you dance with anybody?"
"Yeah."
"I want deets. What's his name? Spill kiddo."
Sam laughed. "I didn't get his name but everything about him seemed so familiar, safe, and nice. I saw Carly having a good time. She kept staring at me. I didn't see Freddie at all. But then again… I didn't look for him and didn't know what he was wearing so."
"Do you think she recognized you?"
"No. it was kinda dark in there and the dress is really different then what it was originally."
When they got back to the apartment she went upstairs and changed into her night clothes and took a towel to her hair. (She and Freddie were spending the night so they could talk about the dance… but because Sam "stayed" how was this conversation gonna go.) Sam was wearing her red plaid pajama shorts and a stained up ribs shirt.
"Spencer, what do I do with the dress? What if she wants to take it back sense I didn't wear it? She'll notice that half the dress is missing."
"We can put it in my closet and hope she wont remember. Hey where's your mask?" He said just as they heard the key go in the lock. She threw him the dress and jumped over the couch tossing the blanket on her as she plopped on the cushion. He ran into his bedroom.
yikes! fyi: no it doesnt really matter what they wear to bed but i always have to include detail as to what they're wearing. idky though. i'm weird like that.
