"Camille! Come on a little help here!" I yell throwing more clothes into the pile on Camille's bedroom floor.
"Calm down, it's just a date." Cami shrugs pulling out more dresses and skirts from her closet acting casual.
"You've never even been on a date before!"
Wesley and I's date is tonight and I'm freaking out. I don't know what to wear and I don't know what to do. Blaire is usually the one who helps me with things like this but considering the fact that she hates Wesley and probably me too now, that option was off the table. So, Camille was helping me even though she wasn't exactly much help. For the past hour she'd been pulling the shortest and most revealing outfits she could find and maybe it wouldn't be that much of a problem if we were going to brothel and not a diner. We're go
