thirty one
"Oh my god, I've found the one!"
I don't even glance up from my phone. "Really?"
"I'm being serious, Jade," Keeley insists, and I could hear the familiar rustling sound of her shifting through dresses, which was all I'd been hearing for the past two hours. "Not for me, but for you."
I warily click my phone off, ending the game of CrossyRoad which I'd been failing epically at. After Jordan had convinced me to download it, the app wasn't living up to the high expectations he'd set for it. Probably because my chicken kept getting run over before five seconds were even up.
Keeley had announced that we were having a girls day out shopping, seeing as the dance was next Friday and neither of us had a dress. I didn't understand why we needed to go out and buy a new dress that we'd
