I wear black pants, a crop top and a leather jacket, I put my hair in a ponytail and some ankle boots.
I apply a little bit of mascara, with red lipstick. I sigh.
" Hey, Bekah," waves Mercedes, I haven't been seen her a lot lately.
" I miss you, I haven't been seeing you around lately," she sighs throwing herself on the bed.
" Am around, you've been to busy with the prince," I smile innocently at her
" Following him around, watching his practice," I roll my eyes, I know and that has stopped now.
" I'm sorry," we are very close but ever since Omar came, I don't hang out with her as much as I would like.
" It's fine, where are you going?"
" On a date," she gasp coming at me very fast.
" Oh my finally, the prince asked you out? How? And what's with this outfit? I thought you w
