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This is Chapter 2 of my story and well, I hope you enjoy it!!! :D 

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Oh dear God.

What the hell has she got planned for us now?!

I walked to my wardrobe and started to browse through my many band tops and jeans until I finally gave up and decided to just go as I was.

I strolled towards the door, grabbed my keys, locked up and headed down to Mollies.

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"Oh hey Jamie are you ready to-" Mollie paused mid-sentence and stared at my outfit.

"What are you wearing J? I told you to come in nice clothes and you turn up as if your just going to Tesco's or something! What gives?"

"I didn't exactly have any fancy clothes." I mumbled defensively.

I looked her up and down to see what she was wearing herself.

She seemed to be fashioning (well, trying to) a pair of white leather trousers that stuck tight to her pale skin, an emerald sparkly sequin tank top that blinded you every time the light caught it, bright red lipstick, and her long ginger hair was tied up in a bun on the top of her head, fastened with a shocking pink scrunchie.

"What are you wearing more like!" I spluttered, trying to hold in my laughter. "You look like a cougar 

from Coranation Street or something!"

"Excuse me!" Mollie yelled, "Who made you queen of fashion Little Miss Tramp-Off-Of-The-Street!"

We both stared at each other then fell about laughing.

"Okay," I said, "We both look a sight but that's for the men to decide isn't it?" I gave her a knowingly look.

"Yes your right! Now let's go out and paint the town!!!" Mollie shouted, jumping off of the step in front of her flat in her ridiculously high heals and almost falling over.

"Right! Let's go before you break something shall we?" I chuckled, trying to balance her before hailing a cab.

"Erm Mollie, where are we actually going?"

She winked at me and smiled.

"Oh you'll see!"

She and I climbed into the upcoming cab.

"250 Baker Street please!" She called to the cabbie.

"Ooh going for a bit of partying eh ladies?" the cabbie smiled.

"Yes we are," Replied Mollie, "Yes we are indeed."

She turned around to wink at me and sat back down in her seat, watching me carefully all the way there.