A.N~ Words with a ' at the start and finnish are the speech marks for thinking btw. ON WIT DA STORY!

Breanna's P.O.V

~~~~~~ Wensday ~~~~~

"What to wear, what to wear what to wear?" I ask myself over and over again. At the moment I am wearing pjs and I need something to wear for the great days ahead of me. I pull top after pants after top to look for the perfect outfit. "Ahem." I look around my room. 'What the f*ck?' "Okay?" I mumble and go back to throwing things out of my dresser. "AHEM!" comes again. I look around again. Nothing AGAIN. I throw a purple tee across the room. Then I hear a knock at my bedroom door. I huff and walk over to the other side of the room. "Come in!" I shout. The door flings open to reveal my friend and my crush. Jason. "Hello. Are you here to help me find some clothes to wear?" I ask sitting on my bed. "No I didn't, I actually came to pick you up," He said smiling cheekily. "Okay, what should I wear?" I ask. "Something pretty," He answers. "No duh Jason!" I say and pity slap him. "Okay, okay, okay, how about purple sparkle tiger top with fluffy light blue skinnies?" He suggest, picking up my purple tee that identified as the top that I threw across the room when I was looking for a top. "When the hell did you become a fashion person?" I ask. "Dunno," he replies. "Now get out!" I say, shoving him to the door. "Whats up with the rush??" Jason asks. "Uh, I need to get changed, duh," I say and push him into the hallway. "Kay, fine," he says and closes the door. I grab some new panties (who wears them for more than a day? Eww!) and a bra and get changed. I open the door and let Jason into my room again. "Now you need to help me with my other clothes to wear during the sleep over," I command, pointing to the clothes on the ground. "Do I have to?" Jason moans. "Well you are a fashion person," I point out. "Okay fine but you have to pay me back," he says. "Okay fine. And that will be?" I ask. "I wont tell," Jason stated and then pretended to zip his lips. "Aw that sucks," I say and sit on my bed. Jason rummages around on the floor, looking at the different tops and pants. I pull out my iPhone and start playing minecraft. It was about 8 minutes later did Jason finnish. I look to see a pile of clothes with them in pairs. "You happy now?" Jason asks. "Yep!" I say and give him a hug. I put the pile of clothes carefully in a bag. "Do you need any thing for the boys to sleep in?" I ask. "No, I have heaps of mattresses and were sleeping in the hall," He says. "Do I have to bring a blanket?" I ask. "No. And you probably want to pack pjs," Jason pointed out. "See! Thats why your my friend!" I say and dig through my pj draws. I pull out a hot pink singlet and navy blue winter pants with butterflies on it. I fold them up and put them into the bag. Also with the undies and bra..... When I look up Jason is smiling and is smirking a bit while looking at his iPhone. "Whats up?" I ask "Sky, idiot," Jason replied. "I didn't know Adam can fly!" I say sarcastically. I grab my laptop and head set from my couch and pit them in my laptop bag. I pull the charger out of the socket and put it in to. "What about this?" Jason asks, holding my phone by the earplugs. "Give 'em!" I say, fearing that the earplugs will come out the hole or Jason will it. "Kay, fine," he says throwing it at me. I squeal and 'just' catch the phone. I sigh with relief and grab my phone charger. I put them in with my laptop. "So you ready?" Jason asks. 'No. I need my slime army mascots!" I say, grabbing my toy slime and creeper. "And togs," Jason puts in. I put my slime and creeper in the bag full of clothes. "Really now. Going to the waterpark?" I say. "Yesssss," Jason says, acting like TNT. "Kay then," I say, grabbing my togs bag. "And a towel," Jason says. "Im sure you can provide me with some," I say. "No! Get your own!" Jason says. "Fine," I say. I walk into the hall way, opening a cupboard in the middle of it. I grab a light green one that I called mine when I started Slime Army. I walk back into my room, putting my towel into the purple bag with my togs in it. "Better?" I ask. "Better," Jason says with a smile. "Now, Lets Go!" I say, grabbing my bags and hurrying to the front door.