9. CH 9
I had finally finished my hair! I had my outfit and everything sorted! But I still couldn't get over why Harry wouldnt't tell me the plan. I started to pack away my straightner and after finishing doing that, my phone started ringing. I thought that it would be Harry but it was Ashely. I answered and she, as usual, started asking questions about Harry.
"What's he wearing? Did he bring you anything? Hows his hair? Where did he take you?" She wouldn't stop asking! I tried intterupting but it didn't work. I ended up screaming into the phone.
"I haven't seen him yet!" I shouted
"Jesus! No need to shout" she answered. I just shook my head at her reply.
In her usual high pitched voice (the one she uses want wanting gossip) she says
"Oh so when are you seeing him? And where?"
"More questions really? Well he's picking my up at 8:00 and I don't know anything else" I say
"Oh great information" she said sarcasticaly and obviously rolling her eyes.
"Well call me back when you do get any information on your boyfriends plans..."
I innteruapted "Best friends!"
"Thatns debatable" she replied
"It's reallt not!" I answer
"Just call me back" she sighs
"Fine, ok" I say and she hangs up