Today is Saturday, a day I am meant to feel happiness and I will guarantee it today, I felt it while sleeping.
I started brushing my teeth super super well and started doing a tiny bit of makeup, i start with mascara which accentuates my long lashes. Then my lipstick, I use a red pink shade and apply it slowly, my lips looked beautiful, like Rhodas- wait no. I am not her.
I run to my closet to check if my outfit is Still there.
thank God it is. I start wearing my dress, then my converse and then. The necklace Michael gave me. All together, my outfit looked amazing, I felt amazing, I looked amazing. I was so ready for this party.I tell my mom a goodbye and stare at my driveway. There's a mercedes there, i stare into the window and see Michael staring back from my fence wall,"you look fancy, i thought you'd go for something more.. chil?", Michael explains what I should fix and I immediately see the problems and fix them. I stare at Michaels outfit, his outfit is so..wow, words can't explain how amazing he looked, he was wearing a white button up with a few of the top buttons unbuttoned and looked so good yet the outfit was so simple
I stand in shock, while Michael starts up the car and urges me to get in, "I'd rather not be late to my own party".
Michael starts driving away from my house and drives into a wealthy neighborhood, I stare in shock at all the big houses but the most shocking was Michaels house, it was so big, like a mansion, "you like it? My parents recently got it for this party, although I'm hoping we get to keep it", jokes Michael.
The car drives into the giant, i guess path? and a few fancy cars are already here, Michael runs into the house, leaving me behind to admire the house.
Im sorry.
Stutter: 79 no change
Nice house btw Michael 😉
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