I had to giggle as Emily rushed past me, running into her bedroom. She would do anything to win that competition, and I mean anything. I simply shook my head and smiled, putting down the bag of clothes and shoes we had bought together. I would have gone and bought make-up however I had about three draws full of it, as well as a big bag, so I think it was okay.
Our apartment was rather big, compared to normal ones. We had a good-sized lounge, three bathrooms (two en-suit ones) and three bedrooms, a study and kitchen. I wandered into my green-painted bedroom and flopped myself onto my spotty (surprisingly green) bed. Having my phone in my hand, I unlocked it and entered the passcode. I could not live without my phone, practically. Posting pictures to Instagram every day as well as updating Facebook and Twitter.
And that is what I did now. 'Just been up the shopping centre with Emily Hunter, and we had a fab time. Stuffing our mouths with Nando's delicious chicken first, before going to New Look and trying on who knows how many dress and shoes! We bought them (probably much more than we needed) and rushed over to Hollister, hiding in the clothes racks! It was so funny, and we didn't get caught!' I went on to describe what we did, and posted it. I then took a quick photo of the clothes we bought, before locking my phone and skipping next door. Emily's room.
As I was walking across the wooden floor, I heard a faint singing voice coming from inside. Knowing she was practising for the Olly Murs competition, I stood outside the door and listened in.
"Dear darlin', please excuse my writing. I can't stop my hands from shaking. Cos I'm cold, and alone Tonight.
"I miss you, and nothing hurts like no you. And no one understands what we went though. It was short, it was sweet, but we tried..."
I giggled and slowly opened the door, running over to her chair. It was straight ahead of the door - against the wall. As she was on her laptop, she was sat at a desk as well. I started dancing along to her singing, twisting my arms and hips. Since it was a slow song, it looked really awkward. Emily just laughed, causing her to stop the song.
"Hey, it was getting to the good part." I whined, crossing my arms.
"Your fault." Emily replied simply, crossing her arms as well. I knew she was joking.
"I'm sorry, Mi'Lady, I shalleth departeth from thou chambers. Continue with thou righteous singing, which is capable of dazzling every man alive." I bowed, slowly backing away from her. She just giggled as I closed the door.
Emily's singing was amazing, all jokes aside. It was truly wonderful.