Doing My Own Thing

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That night I secretly crided myself to sleep. Mason and I didn't go through the SIM card like we planned. I was too distraught, to look at anything else that involved Julien.  It hurt knowing, that the sole person you trusted and loved could no longer speak to you under the current circumstances. Part of me knew this was for the best, but like I said before I wasn't thinking rationally. All I knew was that the main part of me felt neglected and abandoned. A sensation I knew all too well. The more Julien and I were apart, the more I resented him. The thought of him,  would trigger my heart rate to spike, my blood presure would rise, and my hands would begin to shake violently in a passion fueled by an infatuation I had for Julien. Even in his absence, he's very image haunted my daily activites, seeing his face everywhere I turned. Thinking that he was following me around to insure that I was okay and not hurt, but that wasn't true. It was only my mind playing awful tricks on my eyes. A copping mechanism I learned to use as a way to get through day by day. My way of imagining that he never left, but the veracity of the situation was that he no longer texted or even called, and the number he once used to contact me a week ago was no longer available or in service. I tried numerously on differnt occasions to text or call the number, but to no avail. And in that instant I could no longer deny, that I Arianna Wolfe was undoubtly in love with my best friend Julien Valentine. And there is nothing that he could ever do, that would change the way I feel. So here I am, finishing up on the last details of my upcoming birthday party to help occupy my tireless mind.  "Did you finish sending out all of the invitations like instructed?" I eyed Mason, like a hawk. You see Mason is great at helping and a terrific Beta, but sometimes he tends to let things slip his mind due to procrastination. "Yes, for the tenth time. I mailed all of the invitations that you had left." Mason retorted as he flung himself onto my bed.  "You're so dramatic Mase, but any ways we are offically a week out from my big day, and I couldn't be more excited !" I boomed with excitement  "Since you're in such a gracious mood, does that mean we are still on for tonight at club Censor?", Mason asked perching himself on to his elbows, and giving his fingers a cross. "Pretty please!" He begged. "There's no way I could turn down that cute face of yours, plus we've been working like dogs this whole week, I think we deserve it!." I exclaimed as Mason and I started to shimmy in excitement. "Sadle up cutie cause it's going to be a wild night!" I shouted as I slapped Mason on his supple ass. He c****d his thick eyebrown at me, while throwing me a racy sideways glance, "This ain't what you want darling. I can give you a time you wouldn't want to forget." he said giving me a devious smirk. My cheeks redened at his use of s****l intendos. "Is Arianna Wolfe blushing? My, my, my I never thought I'd see the day. Don't be coy with me Ari, I know you have fantasies about Mr. I wanna suck your, hm blood or titties." Mason chuckled. "You did not just call him that?" I asked rhetorically with a squeal of laughter. Mason just shook his head ignoring me as I begun shifting through my closet for something to wear. "Should I wear a dress, romper, or jumper?" I asked with my back still facing Mason. "Well dress is out of the question, simply because you'll be pulling it down every 5 minutes so your nana(N-eh·N-eh)  isn't showing. Plus if you try to dance your nana is going to be on full view. So I say a romper because your legs aren't covered so you will not be so hot, compared to the jumper." I looked at Mason surprised, "Good point. Now while I get washed up and change, you should be doing the same. Meet back here by 10:30, and we can either pay for an uber or have my driver take us. Most importantly be here by 10:30, because I know how you like to waste time Mason." I said as I ushered Mason out my room, and to the front door. "Bye mother I got it." Mason whinned as he headed for his truck. I giggled at his antics, that boy is something else. I then shut and locked the door, as I headed for my room. I locked the main door, to my room as I cranked up my speaker as loud as it would go. I stripped out my clothes as I danced my way to my bathroom. Singing along to Sia Cheap Thrills ft. Sean Paul, Come on, Come on, turn the radio on It's Saturday and I won't be long Gotta paint my nails, put my high heels on It's Saturday and I won't be long I sung over the crashing sounds the shower water made as it hit me and the shower floor. I moved my hips to the beat as I massaged the conditoner into my long curly locks. As I let the conditoner sit in my hair, I began the tedious task of shaving all the important part. You know under-arms, legs, and my coo-cah. As I exited the shower I could hear the beginning beat of City Girls Act Up. Wrapping the towel around my body, I couldn't resist the urge to dance. I bent over, gripping my bathroom counter as I began to shake my full-sized ass to the beat. Tonight is my night, and nothing is going to hold me back. I was finishing up my hair when I heard, Mason's thick accent calling for me.  Damn it's 10:30 already, time sure does fly when your busy getting ready. I gave myself a once over in the mirror. I wore a mocha strappy stain romper, that had ruching on both side of the shorts, which molded to my ass perfectly. I wore my hair in a half up bun, half down. I put on a pair of hoop earings, and slipped on my clear chunky heels with the straps. "Hurry up already!" Mason shouted from the other side of my bedroom door. "Oh shut up! Im just putting on my lip gloss!" I shouted back, glossing up my lips as I slung my door open to reveal an annoyed Mason. But his expression changed when he seen me, his eyes raked over my body. He gave his lips a quick lick, with a tug of his bottom lip. "Eat your heart at Mr.Easton." I said in a cheeky manner, as I playfully gripped his hand pulling him along with me. "This is going to be a great night!" Mason howled.
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