Kiss Me Chapter 3
(A/N: "Hall" is Shelly's nickname for Holly)
Time: 1:00 am
Holly's POV
"Shelly?" I whispered.
"Go to sleep Holly" she said in a very annoyed tone.
"Fine. I'll tell Greg I like him later." I said, beginning to turn over and lay my head on my pillow.
"What is that you say?" Shelly asked with a perky smile on her face.
"I want to Greg how I feel about him. Right now." I said firmly. Gosh. I've never be so firm in my life.
"That's great Hall, but it's 1:00 in the morning. I'm sure Heffley is fast asleep." Shelly replied .
"That's a risk I'm willing to take." I said with a big grin on my face.
"Well, it's about time you did something bad." Shelly said twirling a strand her brownish blonde hair.
"Good. Because I'm gonna need your help." I said with a smirk on my face.
"On that note, I'm sure Heffley can wait until tomorrow." Shelly said, about to go back to sleep.
"Please?" I begged.
"Fine. But if you weren't my best friend you can forget it." Shelly smiled.
"Wait. Why do you need my help? He's your crush." She asked.
"Well, I don't really know, I'm just kinda scared." I said with eyes looking down.
"Alright. Do you want to go in your pj's, are do you want to get changed?" Shelly asked down at my pink striped pj bottoms, than at hers.
"Get Changed." we both sad in unison.
Shelly and I stuck towards the bathroom with a change of clothes in our hands. Teachers weren't an issue, on a count of most of them we out like a lightbulb.
I was now wearing a a pair of acid washed jeans, a pair of black converse and a white shirt. Wait. This was the outfit I was wearing when I first ACTUALLY met Greg. He was so short. Now, a couple years later, I was looking up at him.
"Ready Hall?" Shelly asked me as she stepped out of a stall.
"Ready."