The Super Bowl

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lt is the night before the Super Bowl and we are getting ready to go to bed. Right now, Abby is on a plane to Arizona because my mom bought her and her mom plane tickets. My mom tried to buy her mom a Super Bowl ticket, but she didn't want to go so she just bought Abby one. l can't wait until she gets here.

"Samie, go put on your pajamas," my mom says as l go grab pajamas out of my suitcase

l get into my pajamas and my mom is already under the covers. l slip under the covers and put my head on her chest, like always. l get out my phone to take a picture. l post it on Twitter and Instagram saying:

Redy 4 th #SB Bed Selfie #SelfiingIsADisease

And l tag her in it. We lay there for a while and my mom is about to fall asleep, but l ask

"Can l talk to you?" l sit up

"Of course, why wouldn't you be able to?" she sits up too

"l don't know. l just wanted to talk to you about something l have been thinking for the longest time."

"What is it?"

"l want to know that you are okay about the way l feel about Abby."

"What do you mean?" she asks, but l am pretty sure she already knew what l meant

"l think about it all the time."

"Think about what?"

"l think.... Actually, l know. l like Abby. No, not like a friend. l really like her."

"Samie, you know that whatever you do, say, or think, l will always support you. l'm not here to control your life, l'm here to make sure you don't do stupid things. And liking someone isn't stupid."

"Thank God. All of that pressure just lifted off of my back."

"Why didn't you just come forward with me when you first started feeling things for Abby. You knew l would be supportive. l mean, if you really like her, make a move."

"Oh, trust me. l have been wanting to tell her that l like her for the longest time, but it just gets caught on the tip of my tongue."

"Aww. You really do like her. l can't blame you 'cause us girls we are so magical. Soft skin, red lips, so kissable. Hard to resist, so touchable. Ain't no big deal, it's innocent."

"Why are you my mom?" l ask

"Because you love me." she says as she lays back down. l lay my head back on her chest and we fall asleep.

***

We get up really early in the morning to go get Abby and then go to the stadium so my mom can run through the costume changes. We are out on the street and me and my mom have to go seperate ways. Before she could get away, l wrap my arms up around her neck. She wraps her arms around my waste. l give her a long kiss on the lips. l knew there were paparazzi around, but l didn't care

"You will do amazing," l whisper. My mom bends down closer to me and whispers very quietly in my ear:

"Go get her, tiger." A worker directs me and Abby to our suite. There are going to be a lot of people in this room with us, but they don't have to be here this early. The people that are going to be there are: Ferras, Tamra Natisin, Todd Delano, Shannon Woodward, Mary Hudson, Keith Hudson, Angela Hudson, David Hudson, Stella Hudson, Svend Lerche, Mia Moretti, Ellie Goulding, Sophia Rivka Rossi, Johnny Wujek, and Markus Molinari. Rihanna couldn't make it, sadly.

"This is the most famous people l am ever going to be in the same room as," Abby says

"Oh, well. l'm going to the Grammy's so this is nothing," l say

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