Sugar_Cookie189
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Becca David stood out front of the restaurant a pissed off expression on her face. Her she was, a $100 strapless, dark green dress and a pair of $50 black heels on her and her boyfriend, inside oogling over every girl that walked his way. He probably didn't even know she left instead of going to the bathroom.
She sat down on the bench outside the door and pulled out her iphone and went slowly went through her contacts. First she came across her parents, which she quickly ruled out, the she ran across her brother, Sam. There was no way she could call him, not with all the crap he had said, warning her about Jason's piggish behavior. Sure the guys she hung out with loved to stare at womens chest, but not like Jason, who drooled over them.
She continued on her search and found her brother's best friends number. She thought back it. He didn't live far and she didn't think he would really care picking her up, especially if she told him she was wearing a clingy dress, at night, down town. And if she played her cards right, he wouldn't tell her brother either.
She took a moment to look back at the restaurant door as it open, seeing if Sam had finally noticed, and of course he hadn't before she flipped her wavy, dirty blonde hair and dialed his number. When his voice mail picked up, she sighed and left him a message.
"Umm hey, it Becca. Look, don't tell Jason, but.... he was right about Sam," She stood up and put her black purse on her shoulder. "l know your probably busy, but need you to pick me up, please. I'm down town at that new Italian place, by the way, not very good food either. Anyway, l would really really appreciate it if you would come get me. Thanks."
Becca moved the phone from her ear and pressed 'end' before leaning against the wall.
She sat down on the bench outside the door and pulled out her iphone and went slowly went through her contacts. First she came across her parents, which she quickly ruled out, the she ran across her brother, Sam. There was no way she could call him, not with all the crap he had said, warning her about Jason's piggish behavior. Sure the guys she hung out with loved to stare at womens chest, but not like Jason, who drooled over them.
She continued on her search and found her brother's best friends number. She thought back it. He didn't live far and she didn't think he would really care picking her up, especially if she told him she was wearing a clingy dress, at night, down town. And if she played her cards right, he wouldn't tell her brother either.
She took a moment to look back at the restaurant door as it open, seeing if Sam had finally noticed, and of course he hadn't before she flipped her wavy, dirty blonde hair and dialed his number. When his voice mail picked up, she sighed and left him a message.
"Umm hey, it Becca. Look, don't tell Jason, but.... he was right about Sam," She stood up and put her black purse on her shoulder. "l know your probably busy, but need you to pick me up, please. I'm down town at that new Italian place, by the way, not very good food either. Anyway, l would really really appreciate it if you would come get me. Thanks."
Becca moved the phone from her ear and pressed 'end' before leaning against the wall.