all to familiar voice shouting my name.
“Diem, are you deaf or what?” Troy’s voice echoed off of every tree in our vicinity.
“Maybe I was choosing to ignore you.” I laughed as she came bounding up to me.
“Aren’t you funny.” She joked.
“What are you doing here so early? We don’t have class for another forty-five minutes, or did you set your alarm for the wrong time again?”
“Ha ha.” She shrugged, “I could ask you the same thing.”
I smiled, “I suppose you could. I was just heading into the administrative building to see about adding another class to my schedule.”
“You’re insane. Are you serious right now? Girl, you are already taking a full class load. If I didn’t know any better, I would say this is a ploy to keep your mind off of a certain somebody.
We both knew it was the latter, but she also knew that I would never admit to it. I was trying to clear my mind of all things Joey Green, and even though it had yet to work, I was bound and determined to follow through.
“Well, I’m thinking a night out is in order. It is Friday, which means we are free for the weekend. What do you say?”
I could tell by the look on her gorgeous face that there was no possible way she was taking no for an answer. It wasn’t fair having to go out with Troy. While I was your typical looking Brit with blonde hair, blue eyes and fair skin, Troy was something else entirely. She had model looks, with her long thick brown hair, emerald green eyes, and olive skin. Oh and she was maybe a size two. There was never a shortage of guys when we went out together, and I was pretty sure that the only reason that they ever spoke to me was to get to her.
“Okay…I say yes!”
Complete shock took over her expression, “OH.MY.GOD. Are you serious right now? And I didn’t even have to beg this time.” She smiled widely. “Kay, I’ll pick you up around nine.” She started to make her way to class when she stopped and turned back towards me. “OH, AND WHERE SOMETHING CUTE!” She shouted, and I nodded.
As soon as our last class was over, Troy and I took off as fast as our legs would allow us. Surprisingly, I was actually very excited to get out of the house and have some fun. When I spoke to my father the other day he had made me promise to be young and have fun, and now I could honestly tell him that I was doing just as he asked. I sat on the edge of my bed staring aimlessly at my wardrobe, just hoping that something would jump out at me, but nothing was working.
After about thirty minutes, I was coming to the realization that I was going to have to actually get off my arse and look through my closet for something. I began rummaging through all the delicate fabrics that made up my clothing when I finally came across the most perfect dress. It was tight, short, and black. Troy would most definitely approve. I tugged the dress on, and made my way into the bathroom to start working on my makeup and hair. As I stood in front of the vanity I made a snap decision. I ran into my kitchen to fetch my sheers, and then stood back in front of the vanity again.
I glanced in the mirror behind me at my long blonde tendrils, and without a second thought began cutting. Twenty minutes later, my hair sat just above my shoulders. It was drastic and dramatic, but I felt like it suited me far better than the long straight and boring look I had before. It was time to come out of my shell and be the girl Joey always knew I could be. It just took me a bit longer to see what he always saw. Looking at myself in the mirror, I knew he would approve.
I did a quick curl job on my hair, and dramatized my makeup just enough that I didn’t look like a hooker in some seventies movie where she eventually meets her end. I was polishing off my second glass of wine when the bell rang. I shuffled my bare feet across the floor as I made my way over to the door. When I pulled it back, Troy’s high-pitched squeal echoed throughout the
“Diem, are you deaf or what?” Troy’s voice echoed off of every tree in our vicinity.
“Maybe I was choosing to ignore you.” I laughed as she came bounding up to me.
“Aren’t you funny.” She joked.
“What are you doing here so early? We don’t have class for another forty-five minutes, or did you set your alarm for the wrong time again?”
“Ha ha.” She shrugged, “I could ask you the same thing.”
I smiled, “I suppose you could. I was just heading into the administrative building to see about adding another class to my schedule.”
“You’re insane. Are you serious right now? Girl, you are already taking a full class load. If I didn’t know any better, I would say this is a ploy to keep your mind off of a certain somebody.
We both knew it was the latter, but she also knew that I would never admit to it. I was trying to clear my mind of all things Joey Green, and even though it had yet to work, I was bound and determined to follow through.
“Well, I’m thinking a night out is in order. It is Friday, which means we are free for the weekend. What do you say?”
I could tell by the look on her gorgeous face that there was no possible way she was taking no for an answer. It wasn’t fair having to go out with Troy. While I was your typical looking Brit with blonde hair, blue eyes and fair skin, Troy was something else entirely. She had model looks, with her long thick brown hair, emerald green eyes, and olive skin. Oh and she was maybe a size two. There was never a shortage of guys when we went out together, and I was pretty sure that the only reason that they ever spoke to me was to get to her.
“Okay…I say yes!”
Complete shock took over her expression, “OH.MY.GOD. Are you serious right now? And I didn’t even have to beg this time.” She smiled widely. “Kay, I’ll pick you up around nine.” She started to make her way to class when she stopped and turned back towards me. “OH, AND WHERE SOMETHING CUTE!” She shouted, and I nodded.
As soon as our last class was over, Troy and I took off as fast as our legs would allow us. Surprisingly, I was actually very excited to get out of the house and have some fun. When I spoke to my father the other day he had made me promise to be young and have fun, and now I could honestly tell him that I was doing just as he asked. I sat on the edge of my bed staring aimlessly at my wardrobe, just hoping that something would jump out at me, but nothing was working.
After about thirty minutes, I was coming to the realization that I was going to have to actually get off my arse and look through my closet for something. I began rummaging through all the delicate fabrics that made up my clothing when I finally came across the most perfect dress. It was tight, short, and black. Troy would most definitely approve. I tugged the dress on, and made my way into the bathroom to start working on my makeup and hair. As I stood in front of the vanity I made a snap decision. I ran into my kitchen to fetch my sheers, and then stood back in front of the vanity again.
I glanced in the mirror behind me at my long blonde tendrils, and without a second thought began cutting. Twenty minutes later, my hair sat just above my shoulders. It was drastic and dramatic, but I felt like it suited me far better than the long straight and boring look I had before. It was time to come out of my shell and be the girl Joey always knew I could be. It just took me a bit longer to see what he always saw. Looking at myself in the mirror, I knew he would approve.
I did a quick curl job on my hair, and dramatized my makeup just enough that I didn’t look like a hooker in some seventies movie where she eventually meets her end. I was polishing off my second glass of wine when the bell rang. I shuffled my bare feet across the floor as I made my way over to the door. When I pulled it back, Troy’s high-pitched squeal echoed throughout the
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