Thirteen

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Juliet POV

I love to shop, for shoes, clothes, hair things, anything except homecoming Dresses. The dress had to be perfect, but do you know how long it takes to find perfect? Over 4 hours. I still haven't found that one dress yet, but Cheyenne has.

"Chey can we just go? We can come back another day." I whined, stomping my feet childishly. This is what it has come to.

"No!" Chey snapped, rolling her eyes. "We have to find your dess today. Homecoming is this Friday, and may I remind you today is Wednesday!" She yelled, looking through dresses. I rolled my eyes, going to another rack and flipping through them. They were all cute, but none of them stuck out to me. I wanted a dress that would get everyone's attention. I'm a cheerleader, I need the attention. As I was flipping through the dresses, I heard Chey gasp. I looked up, and saw her looking at something on the clothes rack. I walked over, and my eyes widened at the beautiful dress in front of me.

"This is the one" I whispered, and Chey nodded. I grabbed it, and we walked to the cashier.

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After we got home, I went to my room and put my dress in my closet. I walked back downstairs, my eyes widening as the door opened and my parents walked in.

"Mommy Daddy!" I yelled, running and jumping on my dad. He chuckled, hugging me back. I pulled away and hugged my mom tightly. I grabbed her hand, dragging her upstairs. "Look at my dress mom, its so cute!" I cheered, opening my closet and showing her my dress.

"Oh my god" she gasped, "this is so cute!" She put her hands on her cheeks, admiring the dress. "I have just the shoes for this!" She ran out my room, and I laughed putting the dress back in my closet. She came back in, throwing a box on my bed. "Open it open it!" She smiled. I opened the box, to reveal the most beautiful heels I have ever seen. They would match the dress perfectly.

"Mom these are amazing" I smiled, hugging her.

"So, who are you going with?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows. I laughed, and put the shoes on my shoe rack.

"Matt" I said, sitting on my bed. She sat in front of me, criss cross apple sauce. My mom loved girl talk.

"Ahh I always knew you two would get together. He's such a hottie, isn't he" she winked. I blushed, looking away. "My gorgeous daughter can't be with no ugly boys anyway. No no, I won't allow it." She shook her head a smile in her lips. I knew she was joking, because, I mean just look at my dad.

"Oh mom what's for dinner?" I asked, rubbing my stomach. She laughed, standing up and walking to my door.

"We're going out to dinner with your dads work mates. Get dressed."

I groaned, slamming my body on my bed. I rolled over, getting up and walking to my closet. I picked out a white crop top with a blue high waisted skirt. I walked to my bathroom, turning on my hair curler and getting undressed.

"Hurry up Juliet! We're going to be late!" My dad yelled from downstairs. I grabbed my phone and ran downstairs, smiling at my mom and dad.

"Let's go. Gosh you guys are so old I've been waiting for days" I joked, walking out and getting in the limo. My mom and dad got in, and the driver pulled away. I ride in limo's all the time when I go to eat with my parents on a work thing, but the inside of it still amazes me.

"Who are we eating with?" I asked, looking over at my dad. He was trying to fix his tie, but couldn't. My mom laughed, helping him.

"Um some business people." My dad shrugged, and thanked my mom. She smiled, kissing his cheek.

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