Elena
“You look so hot. I’m just seconds away from stealing you from Marvin!” Amelia gushed at the outfit she had picked out for me.
After a short afternoon of shopping, Marvin received a phone call from his dad—telling him to get to the mansion as soon as possible. I felt bad enough for emptying his bank account and had no problem going back home.
I took a turn and looked at the tight black jumpsuit around my body. My hair was straightened to perfection, and for some reason, I had managed to do it without burning my scalp. Amy wasn’t lying. I was hot, and if I could date myself, I would’ve.
“You did a good job, Amy.”
“Of course I did!” Amy clapped her hands. “This style looks perfect on you, and I knew it from the moment I saw Marvin’s lock screen!”
“Marvin’s lock screen?”
“Yes!” A
