Perfection Doesn't Exist (Under Editing)

Chapter 39

I struggled to zip up the back zipper of my dress. Tonight was the night I met Mason's mom. To say I'm nervous is an understatement. I had to go shopping for my dress with Bella since I was still grounded. I was just happy I didn't have to go with my Dad. That was always the most awkwardest thing to do with him. Glad those days are long over now since I can drive myself to do shopping on my own.

I based off the color of my dress with the heels Mason gifted me to wear at the dinner. I questioned whether this was a dinner at his family's home or if it was somewhere real fancy. Because never had I heard a family dress so fancy to just eat at home. Unless I've been living wrong. But I'm pretty sure it's just his family that does this. Never met a family so extra like his.

I wore a long sleeve elegant dress that reached above my knees with a sparkled see through back. It was complimented by the Louis Vuitton nude heels. Did I forget to mention they were Louis Vuittons?

I felt like it was all a dream when he told me what was inside. When I opened the box and saw them staring back at me, I was speechless. I wasn't always a girly girl growing up, but a girl always needs her heels whether she admits it or not.

I thanked him a million times and gave him a long kiss. I could tell he gave himself a mental pat on the back for that one.

Although I was grateful with the gift, I felt like it was too much. I know certainly it did cost too much. I told him he didn't have to do that but he insisted it was fine and that it wasn't just a gift from him but from his mom as well. He said she knew how much girls like heels, let alone Louis Vuittons at that, so she didn't mind.

I told him to remind me to thank her when I see her. I doubt I would need reminding. I mean, who could forget someone who got them such an amazing, yet expensive gift? No one, that's who.

I finished the last touch of my makeup and added a gold bracelet to my wrist. I grabbed my small clutch bag that had my phone, gum, keys to the house, a couple tampons just in case and some old wrappers I left inside it from the last time I used it which was forever ago. I also brought my small to go perfume but not before spraying some on myself.

I took a big breath and blew out all the air I was holding in.

Mason would be here any minute now and I was starting to second guess myself. What if his mom completely judges me by how I dress? What if she hates me just because of my face? I know for a fact my face screams saint even if I'm not exactly one. So that's a plus right?

Maybe I shouldn't go. I'll just wait for the football game tomorrow.

Then that would mean one-on-one time with her. That would makes matters worse for me. I have to go today and get it out of the way. His family will be there too so it's not like she can scold me and talk me down there and then. I can do this. I can do this. You got th--

My phone started to ring, bringing me out of my pep talk. I opened my clutch bag and saw the caller ID was Mason. I pressed my finger to the green button to answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey you ready? Do you want me to come in? Do you need help with anything?" I heard a click like he was unbuckling his seat belt.

"No no. I'm fine. I'll be right out." I smiled slightly then remembered he couldn't see me.

"Okay, see you in a bit."

"Alright. Bye." I hung up and patted my hair down to make sure no hairs were sticking up. I smiled at myself in the mirror to boost my confidence.

I walked out of my room and heard noise in the kitchen. I figured it was probably Dad trying to make food. I went down the stairs and held onto the railing for support because I felt like I was going to trip and fall straight on my face. I heard the ruckus in the kitchen stop.