/hey guys, I'm trying something new in this chapter. Hope you like it. Remember to comment and vote. :-* lol
Two days. I'm nervous like you won't believe, and still no outfit. I decide to text Fisa, and ask her.
Me: Hey, are you still into fashion?
Fisa: Yes!! Why do you ask??
Me: I'm meeting a friend on Thursday, and I need an outfit.
Fisa: Ooooh!! I should totally come over and see your clothes. Maybe we could even have a sleepover ;)
Oh, that would just make my mother even happier.
Me: Let's do it. I'll ask my mom.
Fisa: Same. I'm so excited!! We definitely need snacks. How does chocolate sound? Oh, and chocked wings!!
Me: Yes! You still are your old self, aren't you? lol. Still have that obsession with chicken wings?
Fisa: Haha! True, true. You know me, gotta have my wings.
Me: Ok, ok, go ask your mom lol.
I wheel myself back to the kitchen, find the notebook, and go back to the living room. I find my mom on the couch, watching T.V. She has the subtitles on, so that I can still understand what the show is about.
In the notebook, I write: Do you remember Fisa? I show it to her. She nods her head yes. I continue: Well, her and I want to have a sleepover here. Tonight. Is that okay with you? I show it to her again. This time, she takes the notebook, and my pen.
It takes a while for her to figure out something to write. Finally, she hands it back. It says: I thought you two weren't friends anymore.
