"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! What am I going to do? What am I going to say? Heck, I don't even know what to WEAR!"

I giggled at my friend's antics.

"This is no laughing matter," Violet turned to me with a huff. Then her expression changed and she sighed. "This is crazy. Still can't believe he asked me out."

None of us in our little circle of friends could believe it. Just about a month ago, Violet had gotten Andy - a boy with a bad rep in our high school - as her assigned partner for a science project. Being the A-plus student that she was, it was only natural for her to not get along with him. After that, something between them grew, their attitudes towards each other have changed, and now, four weeks later, she was going to go on her first date with him.

I sighed. "Me neither, but girl, you've got to pull yourself together!" I exclaimed, shaking her shoulders. "I didn't come to your house just to watch you have a mental breakdown!" I walked over to her closet and and skimmed over it with my eyes while inquiring, "Where are you two going?"

"He said he was going to take me to some diner he knows and then take me out to see a movie."

"Ah, okay, so you need something nice, but not too fancy."

"I guess," she quietly agreed, walking over to me.

I rolled my eyes playfully. "You really don't have experience with things like this, do you?"

She shook her head no, while I took some things out from her closet and blew a piece of my curly, brown hair away from my face. "Well, let's give these a try."

16 outfits later, we decided that she should wear a pleated skirt, a plain shirt, a statement necklace, and a cross-body purse. Now, Violet was sitting at the vanity putting on a little - and when I say a little, I mean a little - makeup while I curled her dirty blonde hair into flowing waves.

"Oh my gosh!" Violet blurted out, suddenly putting down her lip gloss.

"What is it?" I wondered aloud, wrapping some of her hair around her curling iron.

"What if- wha- what if he kisses me?!"

"Him? Kiss you? On your first date?" I was bewildered. She didn't really think that would happen, did she? "It seems a bit unlikely, don't you think? I mean, just a few weeks ago you guys were at each other's throats!"

"I know, but a lot went down after that, and I just- you know what, never mind. I can't go on this date. What if he's just messing with me? Or what if he does like me, but then I ruin everyth-"

"Girl, girl, girl, just calm down! If he is messing with you, you've got me and all our other friends behind you, and if he does like you, I doubt you'll do something to ruin the date."

"Well, there's the possibility that I'll spill something on him, or my breath smells weird-"

I laughed. She was worried about her breath smelling weird? Out of all the things she could've been stressed about, she was worried about her breath? Well, there's an easy solution to that.

"Hand me your purse."

With an embarrassed look on her face, she handed me her cross-body as I uncoiled her hair from the curling iron and took something from my pocket. I opened her purse and placed some breath mints inside.

"There. Now you won't have to worry about onion breath." I told her, trying to keep a straight face and hold in my laughter. Despite my efforts, we both ended up laughing our butts off, but then we heard the doorbell ring.

"He's here!" Violet yelled, running out of her room, down the stairs, and to the front door, me following close behind.

She slipped on her flats and turned to me. "Thanks, Haley," she sighed gratefully, pulling me into a bone crushing hug.

I chuckled. "Anytime. Now you don't have to worry if he kisses you." I smirked into her shoulder.

She let go, playfully smacking me on the arm. "See you tomorrow. I tell you and the rest of our friends everything that happens."

With that, she walked out the door, and I waited until I heard Andy's car pull out of the driveway. Then, I walked out myself, making sure the door was locked, took my bike off her porch, and rode home.

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AN: Heeeeeyyy, guys! Er, the little of you who found this book and decided to read it. Hehe. Thank you if you're still there.

Anyways, this was supposed to be a bad boy cliche thing, except in the point to view of the best friend of the girl who falls in love with him. Let me know what you think of it!

Also, I lied about chapters being longer. It really just depends on the story. As you can see, this was shorter, mostly due to time crunching.

Anyway, I've been thinking. Do you want to see some of these shorts turn into an all out chapter book itself? If so, tell me which one and I'll think about it.

You could also use one of these ideas to make a book of your own, but you'd have to pm me about it first to get permission.

That's all I'm going to say. Until next Wednesday!