The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 63

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The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 63

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“Okay, just let me pin the side fringe back and we’re good to go,” She murmurs to herself, and I roll my eyes whilst smiling. Believe it or not, I’m trying not to
complain too much about the hair aspect of things.

Especially seeing as she compromised with me on
making the outfit and makeup minimalist.

All I have on my face is some mascara and coffee eyeliner (The eyeliner was payback for making her wait whilst I was in detention), and I managed to get away with wearing
jeans. Skinny jeans, but jeans nonetheless.

I could be happier about the metallic top and blazer with heels, but I have the feeling that my ACDC t-shirt and converse wouldn’t be appropriate. Might as well let my best friend
have some fun if I’ve got to dress up.

“I think I’m finished,” She squeaks. I glance back at myself in the mirror and smile. The hair does look good,
even I have to admit.

She’s somehow managed to make
my auburn curls become sleek and shiny, which is a rare sight seeing as I don’t even own straighteners.

I think I look pretty awesome, by my standards. “Riley you look amazing!” She comes to stand beside me in the mirror and the contrast is stark. She’s pale, tall and wide eyed with a choppy jet black pixie cut.

I’m slightly smaller, with blue eyes and still pale but slightly tanner skin.

Two peas in a pod, but complete opposites.

“Thanks,” I smile, getting up from the chair. We set up in my bathroom to do the prep for the date. I’ve never
really done this before, so it’s kind of exciting getting ready with my best mate, releasing my girlier side for a change. “Where am I meeting him again?”

“The Elephant Bar,” She tells me, firmly shoving me a clutch.

I peer inside. Phone, purse, lipbalm and house-
keys. I think that’s all I need, right? Violet surprises me, suddenly gripping me by the shoulders.

My head snaps up, and she looks me in the eye sternly. “Okay Riley, listen up.

This date is meant for you to have fun, okay?
So enjoy yourself. Relax a little bit, and get to know him.

Not all guys are assholes, believe it or not. You might get lucky.” I snort a little when she says this, and she sighs in reply, shaking me lightly. “I’m being serious Riley. Have
fun, okay?” She leans in to hug me, and I clasp her back tightly.

“I will,” I smile into her shoulder, “Thanks so much for
helping me.”

She leans back with a wide grin. “You’re welcome.

Now get your a-s over to that date and flirt. Flirt like you’ve never flirted before.

If he’s as cute as Meg says he is,
you’re in for a good night.”
I grin and blow her a kiss as I exit the bathroom, holding my clutch.

“You know you’re the only one for me,” I tease her, and she blows a kiss in reply, packing up her stuff ready to leave. I think Mom’s dropping her home,
but my mind is too distracted to think about that right now.

I’m going on a dateeee!

The drive to the elephant bar is a short but thought provoking one. I can’t believe I’m going on a date for the
first time in ages! What if I’m awkward? What if he’s not as cute as Meg says? I bite my lip. These thoughts alone are enough to make my palms clammy and I haven’t even arrived yet. The last time I went on a date was with Toby, and that didn’t work out well to say the least. He was my first official boyfriend, and he left my heart in the gutter.

Sickeningly cliché isn’t it? I frown as the image of Toby pops into my head, an annoying little niggle in the back of my head telling me that I should remember something about him, but what could it be? I haven’t
seen him in months.