CHLOE'S POV
"What'd you mean?",I asked, acting like that didn't just happened.
First of all, I didn't and I still don't want anyone to know I can fight.
Now, Keith's aware!!!!!
"I saw the whole thing. There's no reason to pretend", he smiled.
"I'm so proud of you", he added, wiping fake tears of his eyes.
"Let's go, okay", I rolled my eyes and walked away from him.
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"I still can't believe what I saw!", Keith exclaimed.
" Would you stop already? You've been saying that for the whole ride", we're currently on my driveway.
" Because, it was unbelievable"
" Just come in so we can get started on the project", I came out of the car and shut the door.
" Don't forget about the night jogging", he said and came out of the car before locking it.
" I won't", I sighed.
Why did I ever agree to this???!!!!!
We got into the house and thankfully, Jess wasn't at home.
" Home sweet home", I said with glee.
" Is your sister around?", Keith asked following me upstairs to my room.
" Nah, and I'm not gonna bother myself anymore about her whereabouts"
" Why?"
" Cos she wouldn't have a reasonable explanation if she she doesn't come back for a month"
" But she's your sister"
" Just drop this topic", I pleaded.
" Fine"
" So, what are we gonna do first?", I asked immediately I opened the door to my room.
" I don't know. Have you finished the sketch for your dress?"
" I'm not sure, I actually didn't take a look at it when I woke up this morning. And before you ask, yes. I spent the night working on it cos I couldn't sleep", I say as a matter of fact.
" Wow, this is...not what I expected", Keith said as he picked up my sketchpad.
" Is it bad?", I panicked.
" No, it's amazing", he handed the sketchpad over to me and I looked at the sketch.
"Am I the one that drew this?", I asked no one in particular.
"Of course", Keith replied and he was right.
One glance and I could tell this was my sketch, because I use special curving and design techniques: spirals to be exact.
"I still doubt it cos this is magnificent", I squealed.
It's a cowl neckline, bodycon dress with spaghetti strap, a crisscross back and a slit that ran up to my lower thigh (that's if it's a word).
"Are we gonna do this design?"
"Heck yeah and I bet you'll look great in it", Keith smiled at me. I think it was more or less a grin.
"I finally did it", I kept jumping back and forth.
"Ok, calm down, we still have a lot of work to do"
"Way to kill all the fun", I groaned and went in my walk-in closet. I grabbed the bag containing all the fabrics we bought yesterday and dropped it on my bed.
"Let's get to work, then", I sighed.
"Yeah"
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"Dude, it's been 15 whole minutes, and we still haven't come up with anything", I groaned.
"Don't blame me", Keith countered.
"Ok, how about we take measurements?", I suggested.
"Ok, who's first?"
"You"
"Why?"
"Cos we're making your outfit first"
"I disagree"
"C'mon, be real. You're my model so your outfit has to be first"
"You're really persuasive"
"Thanks. It takes a lot of practice", I smirked.
"Well, I'm hungry, and I can't think if I'm hungry", he groaned and I giggled.
"Ok, what'd you wanna eat?"
"A breakfast burrito and cola"
" Who eats a breakfast burrito for lunch?", I asked out of curiosity.
" I do"
" You're weird"
"Says the girl who eats spaghetti and meatballs as an all-round dish"
"Haha", I smacked his head.
" Seems like you have a habit now, Forrest", he smiled.
" And what might that be, McAllister?", I smirked cos I knew what he was referring to.
" Smacking my head"
"You're right", I giggled.
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"Come on, how many minutes will it take you to get dressed?", Keith whined from outside my bedroom door.
"Just gimme a sec", I shouted back at him.
I stood in front of my full-length mirror, checking myself out.
"This isn't too much, right?", I asked myself, wondering if wearing a long sleeved crop top with sweatpants was a good choice of clothing for night jogging.
It's not too much, right???
I tied my hair in a messy bun and put on my jogging shoes.
"I'm ready", I announced as I opened my bedroom door.
Keith was clad in sweatshirt and sweatpants.
I'm beginning to rethink my choice of clothing.
"Finally, let's head out", Keith grunted and led the way.
We are currently going out for the night jogging I promised Keith.
I hope I won't regret this!!!!!!!
We started heading out into the streets and my legs were killing me.
"Dude!! Wait up!!!!", I screamed behind Keith, while he just continued jogging.
"Try to keep up", he screamed back.
I stood for about 15 seconds before I ran to catch up with him.
"Is this how far you jog?", I asked when we got to the main town. It was very different from where we lived.
"Sometimes", he replied.
"I've never been to the main town before", I muttered.
We started jogging past several dark alleys. They looked creepy with either cats or rats lurking around them.
" Keith, I think we should go back", I whined when I stopped to catch my breath.
" Come on, Forrest. Just a few more blocks", he stopped and smirked.
" Look what we have here", a man said from behind Keith.
" Quite a fancy surprise, I must say", another man said behind me, trailing his fingers on my back.
"What's going on here?", I shivered and shifted away from his touch and moved towards Keith.
"You're being mugged", the guy behind Keith said.
" And after we steal from you, me and my partner here might just have a little fun. Won't you like that, baby girl?", the guy behind me concurred, raking his eyes all over my body.
God, why did I choose to wear this???!!!
Keith pulled me closer to himself and whispered in my ear.
" On the count of three, we run"
"Ok", I whispered back.
"One.....two"
God, please!!!!!!!!!
"Three!", Keith punched the guy behind me and kicked the guy behind him, and we ran as fast as we could.
I turned back and found them gaining on us so I started crying.
"Keith, they're coming!"
"Don't cry just follow me", he assured and we took several turns to loose them but we ended up stuck in a dark alley.
"We're doomed!!",I cried even more.
"Shhhh, don't cry. It's okay, I have an idea", he cooed and I calmed down.
"Look over there and you'll see a fence", he added, pointing to a crooked wooden fence.
"We're gonna jump it", he continue and I had no idea what I was thinking when I nodded my head in agreement.
"You'll go first and I'll help you, got it?"
"Yeah", I agreed again.
Jesus!!
What am I thinking?!!!
I gulped a few times before I went over the fence with Keith helping me with my legs.
I successfully avoided a few pointy edges and crossed while Keith just jumped over.
I just stood and watched him in awe.
Damn!!!!!
This dude is athletic!!!!!
" C'mon, Forrest, no time to admire my skills. We have to run!!!!", he yelled and pulled me out of my thoughts.
We began to run as the muggers caught sight of us.
We headed into a mall that was close by and hid ourselves amongst the people who were swarming in and out.
" I think there's a party going on here", I yelled over the loud music.
"Yeah and I think we can maneuver through if we go that way", he yelled back, pointing at an escalator a few feet away.
"Okay"
We got on it and went up to the electronic center.
My feet are killing me!!!!!