This morning I woke up hangover free. It was a nice change, I knew Adam probably wasn't feeling so fresh this morning. After last night I was starting to think that Jiggly Juliet was onto something when it came to staying in on Halloween.

Today was actually Halloween and tonight instead of going to a sweaty frat party we were going out to a club. I have never been to a club before, mostly because I am underage but also because nobody has ever invited me.

This was a whole new territory, I have mastered the art of house parties but a club is a whole new territory. There is no beer pong or sweaty frat boys who smell like cheap beer..or would there be? I also don't know if my fake ID will even work.

What I did know is I have to look hot, Abby and I were doing our Victoria Secret Angel costume tonight and I was actually excited to put mine on. So excited that the first thing I did when I got up was try on my costume.

When I change into it, it's baggy on me, I know I shouldn't but I feel a sense of pride that I have managed to lose this much weight. But at the same time now I don't have a costume.

Shit.

I walk into the common room hoping to find Abby, she is going to be upset since we planned to match. Unfortunately, there is no way I can wear the costume and I do not have time to get it hemmed for tonight. I find her eating breakfast at the table with Warner next to her, they seem to be deep in conversation until I walk in.

"Hey, sexy angel! Are you ready for tonight? I tried on my costume already this morning I am so excited to go to an actual club." Abby smiles wide at me.

"That's why I came out here It doesn't fit it's too big." I try to act shocked as if I haven't spent the entire week drinking green juice and running laps on the track.

"What? Juliet, we just tried this on in the store last week, what happened?" Abby looks concerned and suddenly my 'proud' weight-loss moment is over.

"I don't know I probably just bought the wrong size." I shrug, knowing my acting skills definitely need some work.

Especially when I see Warner's whole body stiffen when he looks in my direction. It is clear that he does not buy my 'oops wrong size' act at all.

Abby looks like she wants to say more but I give her the eyes and she stops. Warner on the other hand is suspiciously quiet, normally he would be shoving a sandwich in my face at this point. He looks deep in thought.

"Now you don't have a costume!" Abby was panicking more than I was.

"It's fine I'll find something."

I am lying, I have no idea how I am supposed to find a costume by tonight. Warner grabs his car keys and walks out of the room without another word.

Where is he going?

I grab my green juice from the fridge and take a huge gulp. After tonight I can end this juice cleanse and put myself out of my misery. I take my juice to my room and change into my running gear, one last run before tonight and then I could drink whatever I wanted.

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My run is slower than usual, my body isn't happy with me. Running on a juice cleanse is hell but for once my mom's toxic tips have come in handy. I texted her about my weight loss and it seemed that was all I needed to say for her to forgive me about thanksgiving.

I get out of the elevator still out of breath. When I walk to my door I almost step on something placed outside it. It is a black box, with a bow on it and a note attached.

Jules,

Heard you needed a costume for tonight

Warner

My heart almost stops in my chest. Did Warner get me a costume? Was this some kind of practical joke? That's what he left for this morning? I have so many questions.

Instead of opening the gift like a normal person, I decide to invite Sarah and Abby to my room instead. I am too scared to open it. We are all laying in my bed watching Euphoria when I break the silence.

"So....is Amy a good kisser?" I ask and Sarah's face goes beet red.

"Oh my gosh, you guys totally hooked up." Abby is just as interested as I am so we both turn to Sarah for the tea.

"Okay fine, we kissed! Only one kiss and I don't even know if Amy likes girls she seems a bit boy crazy. She could just be using me"

I roll my eyes "Amy can be boy and girl crazy, plus women are way hotter than men so you already have a strict advantage."

"Juliet has a point, women are better and you are definitely hot so..." Abby chimes in.

"Especially in that captain marvel costume." I wriggle my eyebrows at her and she blushes even more.

"Speaking of costumes, when are you planning on looking at yours?" Sarah asks as the three of us look at the large box resting on the bed. I give her a look, she knew the way to change the conversation and shine the spotlight on me instead.

A spotlight I did not want.

"I don't want to. Ever." I admit.

"What's the problem?" They ask in unison and I groan.

"The problem is that..." I don't really know how to explain it to them. No one understands how big of a deal it is for me to trust Warner. It's like I know opening the box will cement that we are building some sort of friendship, albeit a very unpredictable one. If it turns out that there's something like skimpy lingerie in there then I'll know that nothing's changed.

I like to think that it has, I like to think that we've come a long way. He's done so much to prove that he isn't the same Warner and I'm so close to not re-thinking all his actions.

"You're being silly Juliet." Abby gets up and walks over to where the box is placed. Picking it up, she brings it towards me and settles it on the cluttered dressing table.

"Open it." She says with determination in her green eyes.

I have no other choice, obviously. Sighing heavily, I get to work. The ribbon comes off first and when all I have to do is lift the top off, I hold my breath and do it. The moment I remove the lid, Abby and Sarah gasp at whatever they see but I'm unable to since my hand's covering my eyes.

"It's gorgeous Juliet! Oh my god, open your eyes and look." Sarah squeals and my dread begins to go away.

My eyes open to see a beautiful greek goddess costume, it is elegant but also a bit risque with a long draped back and a high slit on the leg. It's embellished with pretty gold intricate detail and a matching gold leaf hair accessory.

A card slips out from the box and I pick it up.

I always thought you fit the criteria of a greek goddess - Warner

I become momentarily stunned because I know exactly why he got this costume for me and I feel like I might burst into tears.

"Juliet...are you okay? It's a really pretty costume why are you upset?"

I think back to grade eight and can feel my eyes begin to well up as the realization sets in.

I was obsessed with Greek mythology at the time so naturally, I wanted to be a greek goddess for Halloween. I begged my mom to take me to the costume store so I could try on some of the dresses. I picked out a beautiful white dress with gold accents, it wasn't anything expensive but it was one of the rare occasions where I felt pretty in something.

I walked into the school cafeteria the next day with a smile on my face, I was so excited to tell Sierra about my dress. I could barely contain my excitement. She was hosting a Halloween party, and for once she wouldn't be embarrassed by me and my ugly costumes.

I sat down at the bench taking off my one-direction backpack and placing it on the floor.

"Hey, we were just talking about our costumes for tomorrow" Sierra smiled at me.

This was the perfect time for me to tell her my idea.

"Yes I am so excited, my mom and I went shopping last night. I'm going to be a greek goddess, I picked out the prettiest dress you will love it." I took out my lunch bag and took a bite of the sandwich I packed. That's when I saw Sierra's smile fade and a new look took over her face, the look normally meant she was going to say something mean.

"Do you really think you can pull that off?" she looked me up and down slowly and a few people at the table stifled giggles.

"Well, actually most of the goddesses that were worshipped were overweight." I was very into mythology and I assumed she meant I couldn't be a goddess because I was fat. Little did she know those women had a lot of meat on their bones just like me.

"No I mean that last time I checked none of the Greek goddesses had pimples and braces. I'm saying this as your friend Juliet, you do not exactly fit the criteria of a goddess."

"I-I" all I could do was stutter in response.

"Maybe you should be something more fitting for Halloween like a nerd or Peppa the pig."

I dropped my sandwich and tears began to form. All the excitement over my costume was gone. Everyone at the table had burst into laughter and they called me Peppa pig for about a week or so after that.

I remember Warner was at the table next to us, he didn't join in on the laughter but he didn't say anything either. However, when I think back to the party the next day, Sierra had dressed as a greek goddess and Warner spilled a drink all over her dress in the first five minutes. She spent the rest of the night crying in her room. I never thought that he did that for me, I thought it was an accident. I never knew he paid me that much attention.

"Juliet do we need to call an ambulance? Are you offended by greek goddesses or something?" Abby waves her hand in front of my face and I am brought back to earth.

"No I love it, it's beautiful."

It is gorgeous. No, gorgeous would be an understatement of the century. Delicate shimmery gold lace is spread over the top half. It spreads down, curling around the waist. This is not some costume shop dress, this is expensive.

I cannot believe he's done this for me. I cannot believe that Warner Brooks is capable of being so unconditionally thoughtful and kind and...amazing.

We gush about it endlessly as I try it on. It fits perfectly like it's been made for me, it accentuates whatever curves I have left and emphasizes my now thin waist. Jiggly Juliet would never have been able to wear something as beautiful as this.

"I would marry a guy if he bought me this. This puts our victoria's secret angel costumes to shame." Abby looks in awe of the dress.

I'm overwhelmed with emotion. All I know is I have to find Warner, I have to thank him. I change out of the dress and into my sweats before basically booking it down the hall to Warner's room.

I knock and he answers almost right away. He leans on the doorframe wearing his black leather jacket over a snug white t-shirt and jeans, rendering me speechless. His hair's windswept a total mess and strangely attractive.

"Are you doing checking me out, Jules? He asks smugly and I try not to blush.

"About the dress..." I start.

He groans and presses his head against the doorframe before I finish the sentence.

"You hate it don't you? I knew it! I'm sorry Jules, I was being stupid. The only thing I know about dresses is how to take them off."

I blush once again at the insinuation.

"No- I didn't mean it like that," he corrects himself but obviously it's too late.

"It's okay."

What Warner does in his spare time is none of my business. He is the star of a University team and he's attractive; he must have girls throwing themselves at him all the time.

"I just wanted to say thank you. I didn't think you would remember that day." I want to say more but now that I'm here standing in front of him I am too nervous to speak. Too nervous to tell him what it means to me.

Now Warner looks just as nervous as I do which is a nice change.

"And it got me thinking about what happened to Sierras' dress that night..." I look up at him and he grins.

"You couldn't possibly think that was an accident." Warner smiles at me, seeing the realization on my face.

"Y-you did that for me? But why?" I am shocked, I never knew he did anything like that for me.

Warner is about to reply until I realize why he is leaning in the doorframe blocking the view behind him. Adam is in his room.

"Is that Juliet?" Adam sounds hungover and when Warner moves so I can see Adam he looks just as bad as he sounds. He has dark circles under his eyes and it looks like he has been vomiting.

"Oh sorry if now isn't a good time I just wanted to say thank you." I don't want to end the conversation, I want to keep talking to Warner, I want to know what else he did for me.

Warner looks like he feels the same as me but he doesn't say anything.

"It's no problem, I owe you way more than a dress for what I put you through." He smiles at me and I turn around trying to force myself to walk back to my room. All I want to do was wrap my arms around Warner like I had the night of the tailgate, I want to feel his touch, I want him to be close to him.

What on earth was happening to me?