"Which
one would look better on me?" I held up two dresses, "Black... or
red?" Taking turns with each one, I spun around attempting to demonstrate
their differences more obviously.
Looking
over at him, I came to an abrupt halt, "Leo?"
"Huh,
yeah? What?" He lifted his attention from a script he was currently
studying.
"Are
you even listening to me?"
"Oh
sorry," He smiled, "I am now."
"Okay,"
I repeated my question, "I said, 'which one would look better on me?"
I held up the first, "Black?" and then the second, "...Or
red?"
"Umm,"
He rubbed his chin, considering the question as if it was a life threatening
decision, "Does it matter?"
"Yes!
The whole entire world is going to
see me! Don't you want me to at least try
to look like a model when you take me to this event with you?"
"Why
would I want you to look like a model for the world? ...The world's not the one
who has to date you." He winked at me, making sure I caught his joke, before
burying himself back into his script.
"I
know, I know," I sighed in desperation as I crash landed into the couch beside
him, "Your right, but still..." I lifted the dresses in question from
my lap, "I can't go in jeans. It's a fancy, special event thing, where
everyone has to dress super nice. Plus, you and I both know I'm not a fan of
wearing dresses, and I need an outsiders opinion. Sooo...!" I perked up
and faced him, "P-l-e-a-s-e!?! Which one would you
like better on me?"
"Ugh!
fine, I need a break from this anyway," Leaning back against couch, Leo
closed the script. After having been studying it's tedious pages for hours, he
had grown frustrated with it. He ran his fingers through his messy hair as he took
a deep exasperated breath. Surrendering his full blown honest attention on me,
he lifted his eyes to mine before he continued, "Alright, let me see."
"Yay!"
I leaped up, bursting with excitement, "Okay..." I put on my best
show girl act, "Black or red?"
Written By~Ally Elaine, Edited By~Madge