In a world of money, fame, and all the champagne that came with it, Camsy Colbert, the famous wedding planner, was alone. But it was fine; she was totally cool with being single. Men could never hold a steady relationship anyway.
She's invited to he...
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Normal people usually woke up to birds chirping or the sounds the wind made as it rustled the leaves on trees. Modern-day people even woke up to the sounds cars make. At least, these were normal sounds of the morning.
I jolted awake to the sound of Mida and Simone barging into my room and marching to my bed like the US military. With an arched brow, I wondered what the heck these hyperactive girls were doing in my room at-
I glanced at the clock on the opposite wall: 6:43 am.
More confusion washed over me, but neither of them noticed. They were too busy clearing everything off my dressing table. With the swipe of an arm from Simone, pencils, pens, and paper fell to the floor.
I gripped the sheets when I spotted my clipboard amongst the pile of discarded writing materials. A muscle ticked.
"What the fu-" I was unable to finish that statement because my cousin put up a hand to silence me.
I was stunned to silence at how fast everything was going, unfolding right before me, and yet I didn't know why they were here. Both she and Simone turned to me simultaneously, the action seeming more robotic than human. They grinned madly.
"Morning, Cammie," they chorused.
Since when did Simone call me Cammie?
I didn't have time to ponder more on that. The next thing I knew, I was being yanked off the bed, barely even able to gain my balance as I stood. And then I spoke. This time, no one was going to cut me off. I wouldn't let them.
"What the fudge is going on here?" No swearing in the morning.
Simone gave me a dumb look. I crossed my arms and frowned at her, my silk robe bunching up underneath my arms as I did.
Mida sighed and rubbed her temples. "We have to get you ready for your date, Cammie. I should be the one asking why you're not prepared to be prepared."
My eyes grew wide as it dawned on me; I had a date today. A date with Parker!
Well, it isn't actually a date considering we're just getting coffee and-
This meant we were going to be in a car together. Alone. Next to each other. What if something happened and we got stuck in there like we'd been that night? Would there be a repeat of the memory?
I swallowed, staring into nothing, freaking out mentally.
"We don't have time for this," groaned Simone. Her shoes clicked as she headed to the door and flung it open.
To say I was shocked to see a rack of outfits waiting outside the door would be an understatement. And added to the fact that I was going on a date with Parker, my emotions were going haywire. At this rate, I was going to snap soon.
Simone wheeled the rack in, kicking the door shut on the way and stopping right before Mida and me. Both of them had proud smiles on their faces as they made jazz hands towards the rack.
