"Cheeseballs! Is that Marco?" I heard someone speak, snapping me out of my thoughts. My eyes widen at what I heard. I stood up and looked right and left. "W-what? Where?" I asked, as my spirits lit up. 

"Hahaha!" I heard someone laugh from behind me. I turned around and saw my best friend, laughing her butt off. "In your wildest dreams, ahaha" she sang and rolled her eyes. 

"What do you want, dear best friend?" I asked sarcastically and crossed my arms over my chest. "Well, can you please do me a favor, Via?" she asked and did the thing that I can't resist. 

"Stop doing that! What is it anyway?" well, she was doing the puppy dog eyes. "I won't tell it," she pouted. "You have to promise me first you have to do it!" she said, like a child. I raised my eyebrow at her, but gave up eventually. "Fine, I promise. Now what is it?" I asked quickly. 

She opened her mouth, but closed it after. "Hey, you can't take back your promise, okay?" she asked. "Yeah, whatever. Just tell me what is it" I said in frustration. 

"I.." she paused, making me narrow my eyes at her. "I am going to get a makeover!" she giggled and jumped up and down. "And you're coming with me!" 

I didn't move nor blink. Am I hearing stuff?  Maybe I am, cause if not, I'll kill Mickey Mouse with my own hands. 

I was about to open my mouth, when the freaking bell rang. Veronica stood up and quickly reached for her books. "Now that's settled, I'll see you later!" and she left. 

"Sparks!" I cursed under my breath. ( See what I did there? I'll love you if you know what I'm talking about. ) "She's not kidding."

+ 

"Can you slow down? I'm going to die because of you." I whined. I'm currently being dragged by Veronica to the salon, but being the usual her, she didn't listen. 

"I'm gonna be late!" I heard her mutter angrily. I looked at her for a brief moment, and I saw her annoyed face. Oh, now I understand. 

I didn't speak until we made it to the salon. She is a beast when she's angry. Just the thought of it makes me shiver. I don't wanna die early. "Finally, we're here." I heard her speak, making me face her. "What?" I asked. 

She pointed in front of her, smiling big.  I turned to where she was pointing and saw the salon. My eyes widen at its size, it's freaking humongous! 

"Via!" Nica shouted. "You can go shopping or whatever. I'll meet you here in two or three hours, bye!" then she entered the salon, leaving me dumbfounded. 

So I just lost a good thirty minutes of coming here with her, and she didn't even let me in. Wow, talk about friendship, I thought.

And just like she said, I went to the department store. I don't know why, my feet brought me here, but at the moment I entered the store, I already had something in mind to buy. 

I went straight to the section for boys which contain clothes, but what's in my mind is not easy to find. So I got straight to business.

After three hours, I finally found it. I know I should've asked the saleslady first, but my pride is taking control. So yeah, I searched the whole section, which is really huge, for three hours straight. 

Though, I kept myself busy while waiting for Veronica. I already bought it and I'm on my way to the salon. I entered when I get to the place my Mom calls heaven, the salon. 

I didn't even get the chance to examine the place when somebody called me. "Olivia! I'm here!" I glanced at where it came from and saw an unfamiliar girl waving at me. Not being rude, I waved back with a confused face. 

She ran towards me while giggling. "So? Am I fabulous?" she asked. I raised an eyebrow at her. "Yeah, I - uh - don't know you." I scratched my nape with an apologetic smile. 

"Wha - oh, hahaha!" she chuckled. "You don't remember me? Maybe I should give you one of my voodoo dolls." 

I froze when I heard what she said. "Nica?" I asked, wide-eyed. She nodded and hugged me. "Oh my.. How did.. You're.. different" I managed to say, as she let go of the hug. 

She looked at me straight in my eyes and gripped my shoulders. "My looks did, but I'm still Veronica Henderson, you're best friend, okay?" she stated and let go. 

I nodded, but there's still one question in my mind. "Why did you do makeover?" I asked, confused and still in the state of shock. She gave me a wide grin. 

"Well, it's because-" she stopped and her eyes widen. "What, what?" I asked quickly, as my eyebrows narrowed. She pointed at the door, which I'm facing the opposite way.

I turned around, and I saw two guys. The other one was facing at the back so I can't see him, but the other one is facing us. My eyes widen and my mouth fell when I realized who it was. How did..

"Olivia?"

"Collin?"

"Cookies?"