For Better For Worst

Chapter 3

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"It's been good, I guess. My dad insisted I stay alone for a while and maybe later, I can find a roommate for myself." Ava spoke.

Avalon Parker, My actual Ride Or Die, my sister from another genes as she puts it, my best friends. Ava and I have friends since when we were 5. She broke the brakes of a boy's bicycle after he called her favorite color, Stupido! And I happened to be in centre of all this. I was wearing my least favorite color of shirt, Violet and this misogynist 6 year old Italian boy, who I may or may not have had a crush on when I was 4, looked at it with disdain and went further to calling it Stupid.

Unfortunately for Mario, Ava overheard it and was pissed to the fullest. She went on behind his back, intentionally took out the brakes and watched as he pridefully rode to his doom.

After he had fallen hard and lost his front teeth, she stood beside, smiling to her act, I only noticed her when she said.

"No one calls my favorite color stupid!" I did that morning, when my mom forced me to wear it, but hadn't told her, because I was scared to hell. And since that terrifying, yet wonderful incident, we've been inseparable.

"I would kill to be in your shoes-not like I don't like my roommate or anything-she's pretty cool, but as you know, I prefer living alone." I stated. I rolled over, lying on my stomach and placed the phone in front of me. We were on Facetime.

"I know. So sad that we aren't attending to same university" She scowled, pouting adorably to which I laughed at.

"It's not my fault, you chose to attend a university three countries away from me." I scowled.

"Neither is it mine!" She chuckled

And with that, we both shared a moment laughing at something that I wasn't even funny.

Sitting up, with my legs curled up. I asked. "How's the first week for you?"

Her laughter ended shortly with a smile. "Pretty good! I met this Alberto guy, a hottie by the way, who showed me around the school. I took his digits, like the baddie I am. Oh yeah! He also invited me to a welcoming party at his house. I have a lot of scheduled parties to attend this weekend and I'm not gonna miss it for the world, Except of you of course." She spiels, winking at the end.

"You?"

"Er.. Everything is pretty cool here, except for the fact that I have a baddie like you for a roommate."

"Uhhh! You already found a replacement." She teased.

"Tsk! No! You know I would never replace you for anything." I said, earning a gingerly grin from her.

"So do you have any scheduled parties?" She questioned, glancing over at her side, before switching back to me.

"Actually.....I trailed

"Luckily for us, Gideon, one of the members has a brother, who's also a fresher. So he's throwing a party over this Friday to welcome all freshmen."

"....yes, But I'm not going." I scowled. I had my reasons and I'm sure She being my best friend and a witness to all of drama in my life, would understand better.

"What?! Why not. I hear Welcoming parties are like the best parties, except yours have a chauffeur above 20."

"No no no, it's in woods."

Her jaw dropped and her eyebrows rose. "Oh my god! I would kill to go to a party like that-Beth why aren't you going?"

A look of curiosity on her face. When I hadn't answered, she finally sussed and a scowl was now evident of her face.

"You're not going to do this. You're not gonna let him ruin your life."

I gasped at her words. "Who said anything about him ruining my life. My life is perfectly fine, I'm fine!" Lies! If I keep telling them to myself, maybe I'll finally believe em'

"Oh please, your 'i'm fine' story doesn't fool me and you know that. That jerk left, like you were nothing to him" Besides my mind reminding me of the awful memories, Ava also has a hand in it to, in a good way. She has been my shoulder to cry during most of my sleepless nights and during those nights she never fails to badmouth him just to placate me from feeling worse, It doesn't help, because even though he hurts me deeply, I still can't tolerate any bad word spoken against him, but I wasn't to tell her that obviously.

"Come on, Let it be. I'm not going and that's it!" I rubbed my forehead feigning headache, just to get her to drop the subject, but knowing Ava very well, she's wouldn't stop at nothing.

"You're gonna to that party and you're gonna have the best time for your life, because you deserve that at least. How long are you gonna partake in this silly emotional rollercoaster? You deserve better things, better people and someone that can help you take your mind of that asshole forever. " She spiels.

"You know, it's hard. I'm scared of running in to him and then my heart would start.... you know."

"Screw that! You're gonna go and if you run into him by any chance, show him you're not the same girl you used to me."

That's a lie! But hey! Who am I to judge.

"Hey, I have to go, My parents want to FaceTime and talk about things, I'll tell you all about it when I'm done, but mostly importantly. Go to that party. I love you. Goodbye."

"I love you." The call disconnected and I was left with my thoughts. She's right. I should go have fun and not think about him.

It's easier said than done!

There's that. She's not the one in this crazy dilemma of mine. Whether or not I go, I'll eventually run into him another day. so why not test out my improvements tomorrow.

I'm gonna go.

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Kim sat on her bed, her legs folded and her hands busy with one holding onto a small mirror and the other holding a face brush as she applied make up to her face.

After I had ended the call and concluded that I was gonna go, Kim strutting in shortly after. I told her my decision and she was so excited and went on to checking out the outfit i'd wear for the party.

"I don't feel comfortable wearing this!" I complained to a busy Kim. Her eyes shot to me and soon followed her smile.

"Oh my Gosh Beth, you look sexy. It really fits you more than it fits me."

I rolled my eyes as she obviously ignored my complaint. When she noticed my full blown dislike, she hopped out of the bed.

"What's the problem?"

"I'm almost naked that's the problem." I was wearing one of Kim's 'favorite' slutty dresses and i wasn't liking it one bit. It was a black sleeveless hollow out with bra mini dress that had openings at the front and side. My boobs are particularly open and I don't want that.

"But you look really hot."

"Kim it's a welcome party. I agreed to go but I'm definitely not looking like a slut. I don't want my first impression to be a f**k girl! Basically, I don't want anyone to notice me tonight and this right here! This is already give me off!" I let out in one go.

"Fineee! You could wear whatever you want, but you'd need it in the nearest future."

I strongly doubt that!

I wasn't hesitant in removing that awful dress and sliding on a more comfortable one, one where my boobs aren't on full display for perverts lurking around.

I wrapped my body with a red sleeveless crop top, a pair of jeans and a denim jacket. I slid on a pair of converse, did a little touch of makeup, brushed my hair and made sure I was look presentable.

Presentable for him.

No! For myself. This is all for me and I'm not gonna let him ruin the night.

Not in the slightly way possible.

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