*Olivia's POV*
It's 6:30, we're leaving in 15 minutes. Make up done, my hair is pin straight, Abby's looks like mine normally does. Amber is here, and her and Abby are rummaging through my closet, when I finally decided to yell for Oaken.
He came running in to my room. "What! What happened!"
"Nothing, just, tell them to pick something before they ruin the rest of my closet." I laughed.
"Well Ab, you're in sweatpants and a massive shirt, but your hair is definitely carrying. The curls?" He smiled. "Amazing, so you're either trying to get Ryan back, or get back at him." He raised his eyebrows.
She pursed her lips and looked at me.
"Unless, it has nothing to do with Ryan." He nodded.
"Babe, she just wanted curls, ok?" Amber smiled.
"And you my gorgeous little bean, are going to look a
