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♧M.O.C.H.A
I admired the beautiful dress on me. It was a bit too good for someone like me, and I didn't even have the body for it. My legs where clean shaven just for tonight. My manicured fingers done, make-up light and natural just how I like it. My lips where a pink glossy because I wasn't too bold to go red. The dress was already bold enough for my taste.
My frame stood in front of my floor length mirror. I was trying to figure it out, everything out. But nothing came to mind. I looked good for a visit to Mr.Wright's house. Unless they were hosting a party, but I don't think questioning dad is a good idea how.
A knock came from my door and soon enough mom walked in. She looked so stunning, she always does but today she was well dressed. "Wow sweetie, you look amazing!" Mom exclaims, grabbing my arm and spinning me around. "Oh my goodness, look at you..."
A blush coats my cheeks, feeling uncomfortable with all this compliments. "Thank you , mom. You look amazing too." I grin, earning an eye-roll. "Not as good as you." She gushes over me, making me feel a bit more comfortable in this too stunning dress..
"Thanks.." a thought came up to me once again, and I looked at her expectantly, not sure how to ask. "Mom?" She humms, smiling. "This party..." as soon as I started, her face fell. "What's it for? What I mean is, is it necessary for me to attend..."
"Yes, it is." She intertwined our hands. "I can't say much but I promise you. You'll most definitely enjoy it tonight..."
"Oh okay." Mom grabbed my hand, dragging me out the bedroom along with her. I guess that was the end of our conversation.
I wish I could ask more. I hate being clueless.
When I walked down the staircase, dad sent an approving nod my way, I guess pleased with what he saw. He avoided me practically the whole drive to Mr.Wrights' party. Not that I mind, it was just pretty uncomfortable in the silent car. I'm not even sure why didn't they decide on music.
The streets were dark, but the time read 8pm. We've been driving for thirty minutes now and I'm pretty tired of this confined space. I desperately need to get out or I'd suffocate my way to death.
The road we were in now was very desolated. Not in a creepy way, but more of empty land. We drove for an extra five minutes before we stopped... I gasped. My eyes wide as we drove straight towards a beautifully lit with golden lights, a full on mansion.
It stood in between a huge yard of beautiful garden flowers and bushes, shapped well. I immediately took note of the cars all parked outside the mansion gates and some inside. It was breathtaking.
