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i got out of the shower at 6:10 and walked from the en suite back into mila's room. the nicest dress i owned only costed me $12, and it visibly looked cheap so i made the conscious decision to just borrow something out of mila's closet for the millionth time.

"okay, sit down so i can do your hair while you do your makeup." mila ushered me into her vanity. mila has a way of making cheap wigs you get off of amazon look like i paid $400 for it. she styled it by putting small pieces of the wig into ponytails and pulled out my baby hairs. about 20 minutes later i had finished my makeup and slipped into my dress.

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it's a blessing that mila and i wear the same size in clothes and shoes, because if i needed something nice to wear she always held it down

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it's a blessing that mila and i wear the same size in clothes and shoes, because if i needed something nice to wear she always held it down.

"alright, you got 30 minutes. how about we take a shot?" mila waggled her eyebrows.

"bet." i grinned. i don't drink often, only once every couple of months. i've only smoked once but it didn't even get me high. so when i took the shot of the fireball, i coughed in disgust while mila let the drink run smoothly down the back of her throat.

"i'm nervous, mila." i admitted.

"you got nothing to be nervous about! he likes you, i knew it from the second he looked at you." she grinned.

i took a shaky breath. "i hope you're right."

"haven't you realized? i'm always right." mila said jokingly, the grin never leaving her face. i rolled my eyes and threw a pillow at her, making her shriek in laughter.

for the next 25 minutes i went through a whirlwind of emotions. it ranged from me thinking i'm the baddest bitch alive and that michael is lucky to know me, to me damn near crying because i was so scared he'd drop me after today.

i finally pulled myself together about a minute before he texted me saying he was here. when i got the text i made a noise that was a mixture of sheer terror and excitement.

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