I Just Need Somebody to
Love
Justin and Kylie story
section 41
The few days I had with Justin flew
by. I wanted to tell myself that we were still as tight as ever,
but something felt.. different. Wrong, in a way. It wasn't the
careless, crazy, passionate love we had back in L.A. It just
feels weird because hes in Stratford with you, I told myself,
running my hand through my perfectly straightened, chocolate brown
hair. It was around 3pm. Justin was leaving the next morning. I
fidgeted with the straps of my tank top, glancing down at my phone.
The girls should be here any second. Stratford always holds a
mid-summer formal dance, to kind of reunite everyone from school I
guess. I was shocked when Justin said he wanted to go. I had almost
forgotten about it, honestly.
My cell vibrated, pulling me away from my thoughts.
B there in a sec. Sam brought cookies.
"okaay.." I murmured, smiling to myself.
cookies r always good ;) I replied.
Of course, me and my friends had to get together 4 hours before the
dance actually started. The doorbell rang. I heard my mom open the
front door for the girls. Suddenly, the quiet house was filled with
noise. I heard Sam scream "Kylie! Ya weirdo! Get down
here!"
I giggled and swung open my bedroom door, jogging over to the top
of the stairs. "Aren't we getting ready up here?"
"Cookies, duh." Sam rolled her eyes, waving the
grocery-bought box over her head. I shrugged and flew down the
stairs, giddily coming to a stop right in front of them.
"Whoa." Becca widened her big blue eyes. "Some ones
excited."
"Ahh-coursee." Carrie flipped her hair over her shoulder
in an exaggerated movement, mimicking a bratty girl from our
school. Sam snorted.
I blushed. "Not really."
"Don't lie, Kylie," Becca nudged me with her elbow,
"you know every ones gana be ALL over you and
Justin."
I wrinkled my eyebrows, annoyed. "uhh actually becca, I
don't like it that everyone is constantly watching us." Of
course, I thought. Becca, who was always the center of attention
with her flirty personality and good looks, was jealous of my
couple publicity. Whatever.
"Guys," Carrie said excitedly, pulling our attention away
from our little disagreement. "Look what John gave me."
She held out her hand to show us a pretty little silver bracelet
that had etched in the inside, I love you.
"Precious!" Becca cried, holding her hand to her heart.
"I wish Corrie would do something like that."
"Very cute." Sam agreed, stuffing a heavily frosted
cookie into her mouth.
"I love it." I smiled at Carrie, and then turned to Sam.
"Hey, gimmie one of those."
My mother passed through the Kitchen, a basket of loundry on her
hip. "Don't eat too much now girls, you don't want a
stomach ache while dancing."
Sam brushed her hand in a dismissive way in my mothers direction,
and we laughed. My mom chuckled and continued to the bathroom.
"So," Becca started, flicking a cookie crumb off the
counter. We all had noticed that a cookie sat on a napkin
infront of her, untouched. "What does your dress look like
Sam?"
Sam had gotten hers in Maine, and accidently left it there when she
made the long trip home. Classic Sam. Her relatives had sent it as
soon as the could, and it just arrived yesterday, so none of us had
had the chance to see it yet.
"Bet its gorgeous." Carrie said through a bike of cookie.
I eagerly nodded in agreement.
"Its like.. hmmm.." Sam scratched her chin, looking off
into space. Me and Carrie giggled. Becca rolled her eyes.
"How about we all go upstairs now and I dont know.. get them
on so she can actually show us?"
"Good idea." I said quickly, ignoring the sarcasm in her
voice.
I couldn't wait for Justin to see my dress. Maybe this night
will patch up the little bit of tense ness that was surrounding
us.
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