"Fran!" I call knocking uncontrollably against her door.
"Yes!" she calls back.
"What do you mean yes, get the heck out the room we're going to be late!" I shout.
"Almost done!" she informs.
"Almost done" I mimic in a high pitched voice.
She gasps from the other side of the door.
"I do not sound like that!" she argues.
"Fran shut it and get out!" I order impatiently.
"Wait a minute!" she orders.
"I can't. You wasted them all!" I inform.
"This is every single time I have to go get you" I complain putting my hands on my head.
"You always do this. You're always putting on too much red lipstick or doing something to your hair" I continue.
"Alright, alright, I'm out! Don't get your panties in a twist" she orders finally opening the door.
"Finally! Ok let's go" I reply grabbing her arm.
"Wait!" she demands yanking her arm away.
"What?!" I question.
"How do I look?" she asks posing.
What kind of freaking question is that?!
At this instant she's asking this question.
Is she mental.
She looks the same as always.
Red lips, puffy curly jet black hair, maid uniform that hugs her body perfectly, wedges, and panty holes that show off her legs.
"You look great. Now let's go!" I say pulling her arm once again.
"Are you just saying that?" she questions.
"Fran walk faster!" I order ignoring her question.
"Answer my question!" she orders back.
"No, walk faster!" I repeat.
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"You see we even had time left. I don't get why you're always rushing all the time" Fran complains as we enter the mansion heading straight up stairs.
"Because you're always taking way too long" I retort.
"Oh please" she laughs.
"Hey you're looking mighty well today" she compliments playfully shoving me as we make our way to the main hall upstairs.
"Stop" I say with a smile.
"I'm serious. For the first time since you stepped foot into this place. I've never seen you look this good or put so much effort and thought into your appearance.
I mean look at you, straight hair!, tighter uniform that shows off your beautiful body, and make-up that makes your green eyes stand out. What! What has caused this new and improved Analia?" she exclaims.
I blush as my mind travels back to yesterday.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" he asks.
His question caught me off guard.
My eyebrows raised and my jaw almost dropped to the floor in shock.
Is he really serious?

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