Chapter 15. The makeover
~What is friendship, but another for of true love? ~
I stared at the mirror as I switched off the phone. I had this weird feeling in my stomach.
How could I pretend that I was not me? I mean this was me. Everyone knew me. I was their feed for comedy Festival and the target of Asher's lunch time rituals.
So?
Stop thinking about that ass.
"Well. It is not easy." I said as I walked downside.
Not overthinking this. Stop, stupid brain. Take a vacay!
I shrugged as I pulled out a chocolate from the refrigerator and sat in the couch, waiting for Anta to come.
Now that I was here, with too much time on my hands, I was rethinking my decision to go to Leslie's party. Leslie was known for throwing wild parties, which was sometimes frequented by the cops after t
