I wake up, slowly opening up my eyes. The small streams of sunlight burn through my eyes, but I blink the pain away. I feel warm, too warm. I try to get up but I'm trapped. Wait, why am I in a car? After struggling a little more, I find out that there are a pair of arms around me grasping tightly. I look up to see the owner of the arms. Noah? Then the memories flood back to my head and I mentally smack my forehead.

Noah's asleep. He's leaning against a pile of junk next to us. His blonde bangs are slightly covering his eyelids and I examine his face more. For the first time, I notice that he has freckles. They're light and barely visible, but their there. "Hey! Perfect timing we're here." Olivia says snagging a glance at me. "It looks like you guys got comfortable. By the way you were drooling." She smirks. I roll my eyes and wipe my drool on my sleeve. 

I stretch out a hand and start poking Noah's cheek. "Hey, get up."  I say. He's still asleep peacefully, so I do the only thing left fr me to do. I reach out both of my hands and slap his cheeks with them. His eyes flutter open "What the-" Noah starts to say. "We're here." I cut him off "So you can let go of me now." Noah blushes and untangles his arms from my waist. "By the way," He says "You have drool on your cheek." I thought I got it all off whoops. Noah takes his thumb and swipes at my cheek. I get a flashback of the time we had chocolate crinkles and I blush. I open the door and jump out only to barely catch myself after tripping on my own two feet. 

"What the f*ck?" I mutter lowly so that no one heard me. My legs are asleep and prickling me with needles. Fabulous.

"Are you okay?" Noah asks climbing out of the car. "Yeah, my legs just fell asleep." I respond and continue walking towards the mall. All of a sudden I hear a blaring screeching sound. I yelp in surprise. I turn my heels toward Olivia. "What are you doing?!" I grumble at her. She presses her finger on her phone screen to turn off her alarm. "I'm waking up your legs." Johan snorts and Noah starts laughing. I roll my eyes and spin on my heel to keep walking, but I spun too fast and my hair slapped me in the face. That caused more of an uproar of laughter from them. I stormed off embarrassed. I push open the double doors of the mall. I ripped a hair tie from my wrist and tied my long brown hair back into a high ponytail. 

My embarrassment settled down after walking around the mall for a while. Wait, why am I here again? Oh yeah, a dress. 

I scoured around the mall with my eyes until they landed on a huge store with dresses in the window pane. My hazel eyes widened at the sight. There were so many dresses. Long dresses, short dresses, big puffy dresses, showy skin tight dresses, and they were all so beautiful. The store was beckoning me to go inside, so I did.

I stumbled inside and started examining the dresses. "Pres?" some one asked. I whipped my head around, luckily my hair didn't hit me smack on the face again. I saw a girl who looked familiar. She was pretty, with a light layer of makeup an the brightest red lips that I could never pull off. "I thought it was you" she said looking at me with her blue contacts on her eyes. Wait, contacts? "Your the girl from the animal club thing! I mean animal car club!" I exclaimed raising my eyebrows in surprise. She laughed lightly "Yeah, I'm her. Are you shopping for a pageant dress too?" 

I nod and then scrunch my eyebrows together confused.Too?  "Were you nominated for the pageant?" 

She cracks a grin at me and throws back her short blonde streaked hair. "Yup! I'm one of the 27 people who were nominated. My mother couldn't believe that I got so many votes. But I'm not surprised because most people know that I'm obsessed with pageants, I'll even watch 'Toddlers and Tiaras' which says a lot. I still thought it was sweet though. But I thought that you knew about the people who were nominated? They announced it over the loudspeaker like, three days ago." 

I shrugged "I didn't hear it." I said. 

"Well, what are you waiting for?" the giddy girl says grabbing my arm and leading me farther into the store. "We need to get measured for our dresses!" She leads me to the front desk where she speaks rapidly to the cashier. The cashier nods and goes to the back door. "Um," I start. Oh shoot I don't know her name. "Diamonique." She says as if she can read my mind. "But you can call me Dia." I nod.

"Why do we need to get measured? I already know my size." Dia laughs lightly. "Well, pres, this store is special, the designers make all kinds of dresses, but they give dresses based on your figure. Like, if you have wide shoulders, they would give you the best dress to hide them or make them look smaller. Basically, they get you dresses to make your body pop, you know?" 

"Interesting." I commented. Soon, the cashier comes out of the back door, with a young tan woman following behind. She looks like a model with her thick black hair and her tall slender body. "Follow me ladies." She says sharply walking away briskly. I start to follow with Dia at my heels. "What's happening?" I ask Dia whose struggling to keep up. "She's going to measure us in the fitting room, but the rooms here are different, they-" Dia gets cut off when someone starts tackling me to the ground. 

A/N: I'm back! I'm sorry that I took longer than intended to upload this. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Don't forget to wear your seatbelt. K bye. (1035 words)