Chapter 11

The next day, I'm halfway through breakfast when I hear Charlotte outside honking her horn.

I hug and kiss everyone, and then grab my bag and head outside.

"Hey," I say, getting in on the passenger side. She has a Mercedes convertible, dark green.

"Hey girl. Did you bring the outfit?"

"Yeah, I have it right here," I gesture to the bag on the floor next to my backpack.

"Good, we'll look at it later."

"Okay. Where does Brittany live?"

"Just on this block..."

She turns a corner, and slows down in front of a huge mansion that looks a lot like mine.

"Cool."

She honks the horn like she did for me, and Brittany comes racing out of the house, waving goodbye to someone at the door, and chugging something down.

She comes up and jumps into the back, "Hey girls, you're kinda early you think?"

"I just thought that we could look at Soph's outfit."

"Okay, sounds good."

She puts the lid on the water bottle, and stuffs it into her bag, "Let's have a look..."

I pull it out of the bag. I have an adorable little jean mini skirt that laces on the sides, and a really low cut halter top.

"What do you think?"

"It's nice, but we may have to work on it..." Charlotte says.

"Let's come to my house after school tomorrow, okay?"

"Sounds good," Char says.

"Okay, should I bring anything?"

"Yeah, bring the sexiest thing you have."

"Whoa there..."

They give me a look.

"Okay, whatever you say."

We all start laughing.

"Okay, time to pick up the guys."

We drive over to Erin's house, and find them all there, sitting outside on the porch.

We pull up, and they run over, dumping in their bags and hopping in.

Kyle squeezes in next to me, and the other two jump in the back.

We drive over to Starbucks, and head inside.

We start talking about the party.

Erin brings it up, "So you guys are we all going to the party on Friday?"

"You better believe it!" Charlotte says laughing.

Kyle shoots me a look.

I take a sip of my iced coffee.

We talk about it for a while, who's going to be there, how long it may be, some more music we can bring, etc.

"Hey you guys, we have to get to school," I say, throwing my cup away.

Kyle looks at his watch, "Yeah, we have to go."

We leave, and head to school.

We get to homeroom a few minutes late, because we had to stop and let Brittany and Erin make out for a bit by our lockers. It was really embarrassing.

Kyle slipped his hand into mine while we walked to homeroom, and I looked over at him. He was acting like it was the most natural thing that he had ever done in his entire life.

I never thought that holding someone's hand would ever feel so great before.