The Billionaire's Baby

Graduation

Lauren at the top

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The tide is high but I'm holding on

I'm gonna be your number one

I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that

Oh, no

My phone started ringing, but I was to far to pick it up. Yet by the ringtone I knew immediately it was my best friend, Jennifer. I had a ringtone set for all of the important persons in my life. Right as I was about to answer the call, ended. But it rang immediately afterwards.

"Good morning, Lauren is not available at the moment, but you can leave your message after the beep." I smiled as I said those words because I can think of all the profanity that will be coming out of her mouth because I did that.

"Bitch, your ass better be fucking ready when I come to pick you up." Jenny said. There's no one in this world that abuses profanities as much as her. She even use them around her parents, while I am still uncomfortable saying ass in front of my parents due to their culture.

Hearing her say this, I rushed to the bathroom mirror to apply my make-up since I was already dressed. I did a natural look with my face because it was a special day for me and I wanted to be as much of myself as possible. So I just applied some lip gloss and a bit of face powder. I'm usually one to wear heavy makeup due to my lack of confidence, but Lauren always compliments me on my natural beauty. Although, I thing that she do it because she is my best friend.

I was dressed in a navy blue sweater with a white shirt underneath and a dark nlue jeans along with a black shoe. Yup. I was that simple for my special day.

           After Graduation

"Come on, it's a great way to celebrate us finally finishing school. " Jennifer tried to convince me. She wanted me to accompany her to a club downtown so that we can celebrate our freedom from school, but I was hesitant about it because I despise the way some people act when they are intoxicated. But noticed how badly she wanted to go and I know if I kept refusing to go, she would endure that I regret saying no to her in the morning.

"Alright. I'll go but I'm not promising to be a great company because you know how much I hate going to crowded places that has people that are really drunk off their asses." Before I even finished the sentence, she was already on her way to my closet looking for something for me to wear.

When she came back,  she had in her hands a black dress that my ex-boyfriend got me for my nineteenth birthday a few months ago. I fixated my face in disgust because of the memories of how much I loved him and how he broke my heart started flowing through my mind.

I looked at her, and sighed giving in to wearing the dress, because it was the only dress that I had to wear for a party