NovelFinishChapter 20 That neon yellow shirt, that bright blue vest, and those mustard yellow pants... I had no idea where they had bought such clothes. If they went out like that, they would undoubtedly be ridiculed by those girls.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Why don't you wear my clothes?" I suggested, tossing them a couple of outfits I had dug out from my wardrobe. "They might not fit perfectly, but at least the girls will like them." Benjamin eyed my white T-shirt with skepticism. "Are you serious? You think this looks good? I'd take my yellow shirt over this any day." How bad could his taste get? Frustrated, I gave him a light smack on the shoulder. "Hurry up and change!" The venue for the social event was a trendy bar near the university. When we arrived, Matthew was already chatting animatedly with the girls while holding Isabelle's waist.
I studied the girls and immediately understood why Isabelle said they had sharp tongues.
They all fit the influencer mold-they were slim, had fair skin, and dyed brown and blonde hair. They were also wearing contact lenses, had their nails done, and wearing revealing outfits.
These types of beautiful girls typically sought out rich boyfriends since most men couldn't meet their material demands.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHowever, one girl sitting at the edge of the group caught my attention. She was wearing a black leather jacket over a red tube dress. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her shoulders.
When she looked up, her sharp features radiated a unique charm.
However, as soon as I saw her face, a wave of anger surged within me. This was the sgirl I had argued with the night before! Isabelle patted her shoulder. "Charlotte, it's not often we get to hang out-can you please put down your phone?" So, her nwas Charlotte.
With a smile, Charlotte shook her phone. "I don't want to, but my dad checks in ona lot. If I don't reply quickly, he'll find out I'm out at night and will freak out." "He's so strict even though you're already in university? That's lame!" "Tellabout it! Geta beer, and tonight I'll drink until I drop." Just then, Matthew finally noticed us. He immediately stood up and called out, "When did you guys get here? Csit down!" At his words, the girls turned to look at us, including Charlotte.
My gaze remained fixed on Charlotte. Sure enough, when our eyes met, she stood up immediately. "What are you doing here?" I provoked her deliberately. "Why can't I be here? Do you own this place?"
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