What's Her Face?: Part 11
Later that night, I met Alexia and to tell the truth, she wasn’t that bad, other than the whole claustrophobic thing, she’s pretty much like me. And I’m pretty much like her. Well, except for the whole popular thing, and the “I have friends who live all over the world” reputation.
Surprisingly, she liked me and wanted to be my friend. Quite a shocker. And it was also quite a shocker when she wanted to take my down to the girls lounge to meet all her friends.
“What should I wear? I mean you guys are all high fashion, right?” I asked, starring down at my ripped jeans and Micky Mouse T-shirt. She laughed.
“Calm down, you don’t have the change, You look fine, let’s go,” she said, grabbing my hand.
As soon as we reached the girls lounge, I went to turn around a leave. Since we were going to the girl’s lounge I had no clue their were going to be a bunch of hot boys.
“Alexia, you didn’t tell me there were going to be, guys,” I whispered.
“Relax, come on, they’ll like you,”. I nodded and followed her.