Amber and Ashley walked into my flat. “So Kirsty, you know how I’m pregnant and you’re my best friend, will you be the god mother of mine and Ashley’s child” asked Amber. “Yeah sure, I’d love too” I replied. “Good” replied Ashley. “I’m so glad you and Stefan are finally together, he can now stop talking about how much he wants to be with you” Said Ashley. “He used to talk about me?” “Oh god yes” Said Amber. “And you never thought to tell me?” “No, it was funny watching you crush on him” Said Ashley. “That is all, see you later Kirsty” “erm bye” I replied. So Stefan used to have a crush on me? Fuck yes, oh my god, yay. I was so happy; I got up, and put you me at six take of your colours album on and went in to my room and got my laptop. I sat on the sofa and went on the internet and did some work. My phone rang, it was Stefan. I answered. “Heyy babe, so tomorrow night, do you want to come to mine and I’ll cook us a meal or something?” Asked Stefan, nervously. “Hey yeah sure, I’ll be round about 7:30, is that alright” “Yeah that fine, see you then”. Score. Shit I don’t even know where Stefan lives. Oh well, I’ll text him in the morning. That night I did nothing.
The next day I went to university, boring. Work was boring however I did get two new CDs. I came home from work and it was 6pm, shit, I still hadn’t text Stefan. I got my phone out of my bag and sent him a text saying ’Hey, I know this is crazy, but where do you even live?’ Right, now that’s sorted I can get ready. I suppose I should dress a bit nicer than some jeans and a top. So I looked all the way through my wardrobe until I found my dress. Other than the creases it was fine, so I ironed it, hung it up and jumped the shower. I got dressed and ready, Stefan had text me he his address, so tonight was going to plan. Oh I haven’t even got any shoes other than converse and vans, oh well, my low white converse shouldn’t look that bad, it’s not like my dress is a posh dress its just a floaty denim dress that come to my knees. It was 7pm and it was going to take a good 25 minutes to get to Stefan’s, so I got my jacket and a bag and left. I soon got to Stefan’s. His flat was at least 3 times the size of mine and at least 10 times nicer. I knocked on his flat door. And stood there for a couple of minutes. He opened it and said “Well I never thought I’d see you in a dress” “Should I take that as an compliment or an insult” “Compliment, you look amazing” “why thank you” And I kicked my shoes off and sat down at his table. “What ever you’re cooking smells amazing” “spag bol” “ooh so posh” “Like your dress” “don’t nock this dress, this is the only dress I own and it’s my back up dress, in case I have to go any were formal” “And you didn’t think to buy some shoes to match” “Noo” And we both burst out laughing. Stefan was tending to our meal when he said “Oh you could also do with a bag that isn’t a backpack to go with that dress” “wise idea, but backpacks are the only bag I own” “same and a suit case” “yeah, but you only use a suitcase when you’re going on holiday” “true that” Stefan was dishing diner up.”Looks amazing, got any garlic bread?” “Oh hell yeah” and he went and get some garlic bread. My phone started to ring, “Oh god, what does she want?” I said as I answered it. I put the phone down a few minutes later. “Ashley and Amber and engaged, yay. I totally ship them” I said all excitedly.