Camila
I was sitting in a chair getting my hair and make up done. Every time I ask what the hell is going on they just laugh. I still have my braids in so they just did something cute with them.
My make up looked incredible.
But I still don't know what I'm wearing. "Mom can someone please tell me what is going on? Where is Chris?"
"Getting ready pumpkin. You look so beautiful." She smiled lifting my head up. "And that highlight....on fleek."
"Mom no don't ever again." I laughed fanning my eyes.
"No no no crying....at lease not yet. We gonna need something for when that starts." The make up artist called out finishing my face.
"I will give you a thousand dollars to tell me what's going on." I whisper holding her hand.
"No no sweetie this is a surprise you'll love trust me." She winked walking out.
Another lady walked over with a huge hanger bag. "Ok I need you to close you eyes and keep them closed."
"But why?"