As my dad was buying the rest of the paint for my siblings and Maggie, I got a text. Which I mean, I get a lot of texts from my friends... But there at school right now in the U.S so they wouldn't be texting me.
So it had to be someone in London... Or I guess somewhere else... But I was guessing London.
I pulled out my phone and looked at it:
"Brooklyn😄: hey Kenz, I have a question..?"
That's weird. Why wouldn't he just ask the question. So I sent back:
"What is it?" I asked.
"Brooklyn😄: I either have to take you, or Chloe to my moms ceremony. Because when I was like hanging out with Chloe I got an extra ticket for her. But I don't want to take her."
I was surprised. Why wouldn't he just take Chloe as a friend? Oh. Because the paparazzi would make up stories. Happens all the time with my family.
"Sure. If you really want me to go, then I will." I sent. I was actually kind of excited.
"Brooklyn😄: you're a life saver. I'll pick you up tonight at 7."
I walked over to Maggie.
"After this we are going shopping." I said to her.
"Yay. What's the occasion?" She asked. Maggie loved shopping. So I knew she could help me chose a dress to where.
"My neighbors moms ceremony." I said.
She looked at me weird. Like I had something to hide, or did something wrong.
"Neighbors moms ceremony... Huh?" She asked, smirking.
"Yeah." I said, confused what she was doing.
"So that hot neighbor boy will be there?" She asked, smiling.
That's what she was doing.
"Yes. The neighbor boy will be there." I said, avoiding the word "hot".
"Admit it, you think he's hot too." Maggie said as we were walking out.
"Fine. He is." I said.
I didn't want to admit it, but knowing Maggie, she makes you admit at some point.
I then hugged my dad and siblings, and me and Maggie went to our waiting car, where our driver would drive us to all the stores I needed to look, to find my perfect dress.

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