I hear a knock on my door and I run down my stairs to answer it. As soon as I answer it, a very happy Jasmine with lots of bags walks in. "Where's your room?" She asks. I am kind of confused but I point of the stairs and motion for her to follow me.
"Okay which dress? These are some of my old dresses, and I think they will fit you. I honestly think this pink one will match you great!" She holds a pink dress with a jean jacket to go over it. The dress looks to go about to you knees and has a little bit of sparkles around the neck.
"That one looks good." I reply. "I'm to tired to look through the rest."
"Fine. Go change fast, than I am going to do your hair and make-up."
I change into the dress and it looks and fits perfect. I spin in it when I walk back in my room. "So?" I ask, drawing out the 'o'.
Jasmine squeals. "Perfect!" She is a little to perky. She does my make-up. She puts on eyeliner and does a cats eye, but not to dark. Than some pink eyeshadow that's more like a baby pink, and a bunch of other stuff. But when she finished I still looked natural. The. She does my hair in a French braid around my head. "There!" She squeals again. I just laugh. "Thanks," I say. That's when I hear a car pull up and a knock on the door. "He's here!" We both scream and I take the stairs two at a time to the bottom.
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A/N: Sorry but your just going to have to wait for the next chapter to read about the date.
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Teen FictionHead cheerleader and popular girl of her old school. Has to try to adjust to California school, and make new friends. But will she meet someone that is more than a friend? Or maybe even two? But is one of them who she truly makes out to be?
