part two

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I woke up at 5:30am as usual I went downstairs to greet my dad, made my skincare and makeup put on my outfit, usually my outfit looks like: sweatpants and a croptop or baggy jeans with croptop. Nothing special. Then I went to the bus station and an hour later I arrived to school. It was a boring day nothing really happened. I went home and started getting ready.
Im not gonna lie, I wasn't happy about meeting someone new, but because I loved my dad I'm gonna try to stay respectful and to not say anything bad. My dad said to put on a dress, but I don't really had dresses so I called my best friend Lexy for help. She brought 4 of her dresses to chose one of them to wear. Mine and her style was completely different so this was hard to choose. I choose a light grey back less dress. I don't felt like myself but this won't happen again so I won't need to wear dress again. Lexy also brought heels, this is where the problem started. I never wore a heel in my intire life so I needed to learn how to walk in them. I somehow learned how to walk in them, then Lexy curled my hair, made my makeup and I looked like Chloe Kardashian from wish. Haha
I went downstairs, my dad did not believe his eyes about how beautiful I looked. I smiled at him and then we sat to car took Lexy home and went to the restaurant. The restaurant was in the city, I was never there but my dad said that he knows where the restaurant was so I trusted him. After 30 minutes we arrived there, earlier then his new lover. My dad ordered a glass of wine and after 20 minutes they arrived.
She wasn't alone, she brought his son with her. He looked like, how Lexy calls these boys? oh yeah fuck boys. I don't really know what that means but I know it means how exactly he looked like. Big arms, I think he has abs too, dark brown curly hair, pretty jawline and tall, really tall. His name is Alex Morgan. He don't seemed like he was sweet, I don't even saw him smiling at the table. I don't like him.
He said he is going to work so he left.

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