You look like someone's puke.

CHAPTER 33

Sarah's POV.

Sometimes a hot bath and movies can fix a lot of things. Oh and don't forget ice-cream.

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I took a warm bath and made the most out of it. I scrubbed myself with a lemongrass scented body wash and let each muscle of my body relax in the warm bath. After spending an extremely long relaxing time in the bath, I decided to actually make an attempt to get out.

Keyword being attempt. I obviously make it out of the bath in the record time getting dressed in a comfy PJ's and a loose top I plopped down on my bed again with my dearest laptop.

Having my date confirmed with Netflix, I decided to watch a Disney movie for a change instead of watching a repeat of marvel or series. Some Disney movies harm no one.

Forty-five minutes into the movie, I am so engrossed in it and oh, by the way, I am watching Moana and I can't stop gushing about how cute is Moana even if I have watched it n number of times. It just doesn't get old.

"Blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." A loud high pitched screeching voice startles me from behind. I got scared okay, that is why I splash the source of voice with a jug of water.

I'm not sure where it hit that person because I didn't look back but the next instant I was trapped in my blanket.

"Helpppppppppo, there is a burglar in my room. Helppppp." I shout like a madwoman although I know my voice would be a little muffled but I was trying to gather all the help I could before I am murdered.

Yes, I have a vivid imagination. I thought there is this thief in my house who is ready to kill me and take all of my precious belonging.

"Jeeez woman. Calm down." A familiar voice entered in my ears.

I had calmed down really but Zack didn't have to know it right? I slowly peek from inside the blanket only to see a grinning Zack with a handsome boyish smile fairly showing his deep dimple.

Have I mentioned it before? No. Then here it is, he has a very adorable dimple on his left cheek. After having a full look through peaking, I kick him lightly on his waist causing him to fall flat on the bed and then I grab a pillow and hit him square on the face whilst his body reverberated from the vibration of a laugh. Seeing him laugh, I joined him too. We were both laughing and I was still sitting on him while his hands were on either side of my bare waist. Gee, thanks to my comfy crop top.

Eventually, our laughter died down when we both realised our position and also the very obvious- his warm hands on my skin.

"Why would you sneak on me, I got scared, you idiot." I cried out yelling to him.

"My ears might bleed now!" He sighed dramatically.

Idiot.

Annoying Idiot.

When we walked down after the whole yelling abuses at each other, my mother was already standing at the end of the stairs raising her eyebrows.

"Mom...." I whined.

"No abusing in my house, young lady."

"Fine." I huffed like a small baby.

"Are you hungry Zack?" My mother asked him so nicely. I believed she loved him more.

"Only if Chery cooks." He grinned.

And that's how I ended up cooking for my best friend Zack.

Later after lunch, I wanted nothing more to just curl up in bed.

Don't judge me, it's summer vacation.

"Ava, will it be okay if I take Sarah to Toronto at my grandfather's event?" Zack asked my mother while I sat there pondering about his last word.

I internally squealed.

No horny horses not because I get to spend time with Zack but because I get a summer outing. Since both of our families are quite the business peeps, it very hard to get away on a vacation.

"Yeah. Are there going to be hot boys?" My mother raised her eyebrows.

"I think so!" Zack laughed uncontrollably.

"Then please set her up with someone."

"Mommmm..." I whined at her statement.

"Let's get you a dress now!" Zack dragged me with him without letting me change.

Guess what that means? I went in sweat pants.

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"No. Too long."

"No.  Too weird."

"No. Too short." I shot back with distaste.

"No. Too long again. We are going for the balls, not for canes." He rolled his eyes.

"Ugh, can't you just like any of it?" I groaned in frustration.

I had worn a pale yellow dress which touched the floor. It was a silk flowy dress which had a good amount of work.

"Not my fault you look like someone's puke." He snorted pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Ugh." I rolled my eyes at that.

Previously he told me I looked like poop when I had tried brown shaded dress which was quite similar to the yellow one and then for the other one, he told me I looked like the thick stem for the green coloured dress.

I tried another dress which ended up a little above my knee, giving a perfect view to my scraped knee.

"This is rejected." I announce loudly walking outside.

"What why? It's a good one." He knitted his eyebrows together in confusion.

"No, they're not. First, it's a pink shade and second, I don't like showing off my scraped knees in the ball."

Therefore,

Ladies and gentlemen, we rejected almost all the dresses of the store. Quite ironically, I rejected some and he rejected the majority of the dresses I tried. Some of them were elegant but I needed a bigger size to fit in but unfortunately, they didn't have the stock.

"You are choosy." I growled in anger.

"You are mean." He retorted.

"You're median." I laughed.

"You are extra bitchy today." He says as I huffed in Annoyance.

"You took me shopping and you took me in sweats and you didn't even feed me." I yelled in annoyance. Actually, that was my hunger in the form of anger.

"Here." He handed me 2 large fries from McDonald's and I instantly melted as he chuckled at my delighted expression.

"All of the drama gone with a chunk of food." He shakes his head amused at me.

"Well. At least now you know I need food whenever I'm mad." I said while stuffing the food in my mouth. He unlocked his seatbelt and inched towards me making me choke at my fries. I tried to read what he was doing because even if he was just coming close my stomach had been sitting down in knots.

Clearly anticipating whatever romantic that happens.

Instead, he wiped a little grease of fries near my mouth chuckling his rich deep laugh.

His laugh was melodious.

"Eating like 5-year-olds, aren't we?" He winked at me and I kept stuffing my mouth stopping myself for saying something amusing.

"Good night Zackie, I'll see you soon." I spoke as I took the remaining fries and smiled at him.

"Yeah, very soon that is to say tomorrow 11 am. Good night baby girl." He gave me his charming smile one last time before going off.

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Here is today's update.

What do you think about the dress hunt?

How many of y'all wear and then reject dresses?

Lmao I just shop online xx

Until tomorrow.

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