Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 74143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
I laughed. I love her.
While I was in the shower, she picked out my outfit. A cream crop top with a pair of jean shorts that might have been a little small on me now. Grabbing my tan two-inch heeled boots, she finished off my outfit with a tan Boho straw hat.
I took one look at myself in the floor-length mirror. “Aspyn, my dad isn’t going to let me leave the house wearing this.”
She mischievously smiled at me. “That’s why you’re going to leave the house wearing this.” She handed me a simple yellow summer dress.
“I see what you did there…” I nodded. “Smart.”
“I know, right? I’m pretty proud of myself for that one.”
I pulled my shorts down a little. “I do feel kinda naked.”
“That’s the whole point. We’re going for heart on the floor effects here, Sage. Memphis needs to envision you naked when he sees you.”
I turned around, gazing at my butt cheeks that were slightly peeking out of the bottom of the shorts. “He won’t have to try hard.”
She chuckled, shaking her head at me through the mirror. “Trust me. I know what I’m doing.”
Aspyn was a varsity cheerleader, and she was one of the most popular girls at our school in Tullahoma, Tennessee. Not to mention, my best friend was freaking stunning. She never let it get to her head, always staying kind and humble. Guys just gravitated toward her. It didn’t matter what school they attended, she had boys from the next town over driving here to take her on a date.
Sometimes these parties had a mix of a couple of different schools crashing each other’s shindigs. These towns were small, so we had to find something to do. If it wasn’t the woods, then it was someone’s house.
We decided to leave my natural dirty blonde hair down, adding soft curls at the ends to give it more volume and texture. I’m pretty sure she sprayed half the bottle of my cotton candy body mist all over me, covering me from head to toe in Memphis’ favorite scent.
Next was my makeup. Aspyn packed on my cherry lip gloss and smoked out my green eyes a bit too. I wasn’t much for makeup; however, given the reason why we were going, I thought I might as well go all out. I hadn’t talked to Memphis since he'd broken up with me two weeks ago. I’d been avoiding him at school, and since he was a senior and I was a sophomore, our paths didn’t cross much.
She finished my eyes, adding black mascara to my light lashes. I swear when I looked in the mirror I didn’t recognize myself.
Inspecting her handy work, Aspyn stated, “Dude, if I batted for our team, I’d totally be into you.”
I laughed, and she winked at me through the mirror.
“Now, I need to find my outfit.”
“You could wear a garbage bag, and guys would still think you’re the hottest girl at the party.”
“That’s a severe exaggeration, but I’ll take it.”
“Aspyn, seriously. You know it’s the truth.”
“How many times do I have to tell you that it’s not what I look like, but it’s the confidence I carry? You just have to own it. That’s why guys like me, Sage.”
I nodded; it was true. “I need you to teach me your ways.”
“But the shy thing you have got going works really well for you. Why fix it if it’s not broken?”
“Because tonight, I want to be you. I don’t want to be shy Sage. I want to be confident Aspyn. I want Memphis to regret breaking up with me, and I want him to say it to my face.”
“That’s asking for a lot, Sage. Memphis is a player. He won’t say that to you.”
“He was a player before me.”
She shrugged. “Once a player, always a player. I want you to get back at him tonight. Not try to get back together with him. Is that what you’re trying to accomplish?”
“I don’t know. I can’t help the way I feel. I love him.”
She shook her head. “This is why I stay single, and I never want to get in a relationship. I don’t care how cute the guy is.”
Aspyn’s dad cheated on her mom when she was twelve. She was actually the one who caught them, and she was also the one who told her mother. She never recovered from it.
She spent the next twenty minutes giving me a play-by-play on how to act sexy and confident.
“Okay!” she exclaimed. “We’re going to need a filler.”
“What’s a filler?”
“A fill in.”
I stared at her, still not understanding.
“We need to find you a dude. Just someone you can flirt with to make Memphis jealous.”
“Ohhhhh … smart.”
“I know, I’m a genius. Plus, you can practice the moves I just taught you on him. It will be good to give you a run-through.”