Imagine For @dolanfetus

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( Author's Note At Bottom!!)

Don't play the song yet.

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" Get dressed, Michelle." My mom screamed as if I wasn't right next to her.

" Okay, Mom." I say.

" Hurry The Dolans will be here any minute now."

I get up from the couch and make my way up to my room. I choose the least revealing thing I had.

A red dress.

I do my my hair and makeup and look at my self in my mirror

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I do my my hair and makeup and look at my self in my mirror. I head out of my room and start to walk down the hallway. I was halfway down the hallway, but someone bumps into me.

Its my older brother, Nate.

" Watch where your going, Muffin."

He has called me Muffin for as long as I could remember. It was our brother-sister thing.

"You bumped into me!" I say.

" Whatever." He says.

I stand up, dusting myself off. As soon as I stand Nate's eyes go wide.

" Is that what you're wearing?" He asked.

" Yeah, why?" I ask.

" My friends are coming over tonight."

" So?" I ask.

" Grayson. He's a cool dude and all ,but I don't want him corrupting you." He says.

" He's not going to "corrupt" me, Nate." I say.

" Can you put on a jacket or something like that."

" You're overreacting, Nate." I say walking away.

"MICHELLE!!!" He yells.

I continue walking and meet my mom and dad in our kitchen. My mom is cooking and my dad is "attempting" to help her. My mom turns to look at me.

" You look so pretty!" She says.

" Thank you." I say.

My dad was about to say something but the doorbell rings.

" That must be The Dolans. Michelle can you get that for me?" My mom asks.

I walk to the door and twist the knob, revealing The Dolan Family. The first person that catches my eye, is Grayson Dolan.

He was the most beautiful human being ever! His perfectly swept hair, his bejeweled eyes, and his face looks like it has sculptured by God himself.

" Hi, Michelle." Mrs. Dolan greeted me.

" Hi." I say.

I lead them in, to greet the rest of my family. Grayson smiles at me,and I smile back.

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