Part 11: Thanksgiving!!

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Cole jolts up out of his peaceful slumber and looks at me. I put my hands up all like 'it wasn't me at all' style. While I'm still laying there Cole takes his shirt off, leads me to the bathroom and twists the water from his soaked shirt on my hair. We both laugh and I dry my hair. I'm​ thinking of surprising everyone and dying my hair. I snuck out the window in my room and go to the hairdresser. I tell her to dye my hair pastel blue ombre colors. I go back home​, open the door, walk in and get starred at like I just murdered someone. I leave the living room like nothing happened and go to my room. I play COD for a good hour or something like that then get all dressed up for Thanksgiving dinner since Bridget and Cameron are coming over to eat with us. About 2 hours later there is a knock on the door and Bridget comes in like she owns the place and says "WHERE'S THE FOOD?!? I BE STARVING OVER HERE!" We all take moment to laugh then we go to my huge dining room and eat food. YB/N and Bridget look at me and know something is missing. They are right. Every Thanksgiving my mamaw and mama have always made a homemade apple crisp. I go into the kitchen and bring out the apple crisp. Bridget is the first one to put some on her plate. She took nearly all of it. I knew she was coming so I made 3 batches of it. After we ate all our stomachs could handle we watched the Charlie Brown Thanksgiving movie. Bridget and Cameron still haven't noticed my new hair so Cole asks if they notice anything different about me. They both turn around and Bridget screams. Cameron just sits on the couch and says in a surprised voice "You changed your hair!" I sat there laughing at his reaction. Then I sarcastically say "No! My hair's always been blue!" He chuckles at my sarcastic remark. After talking for hours it got dark and Bridget and Cameron went back to their house. After they went home all of us went to sleep.
*Beginning of dream*
"You!" "Me?" "Yes! You! Listen he's just using you. Nobody has or will never love you. So just give up and leave. No one will notice you being gone. They have never cared about you. That's why your family died. They didn't want to be with you anymore. You are worthless." "No! No! You're wrong! They do care! They do! I know they do!"
*End of dream AKA nightmare*
I woke up in the middle of the night to Cole shaking me. He looks worried. He asks me what's wrong. I don't know what he means by that. He says I was screaming "No! No! You're wrong!" in my sleep and I was crying. I tell him about my nightmare and he pulls me close and whispers softly in my ear saying that he would never use me and that everyone cares about me and I just started crying more and he was rubbing my back comforting. We both end up falling back asleep. I wake up and Cole isn't there anyone. I go to the kitchen to look for him. He is there and he is making something. "I'm making waffles" he says. "Pancakes with abs" I correct him. He laughs and continues to make the pancakes with abs. YB/N comes in and screams "PANCAKES WITH ABS! YAY!" I go over to the window, look outside and it's raining. I pout and cross my arms. Cole comes over and does the same and it makes me laugh. Anything makes me laugh though so it's normal. I lay down on the couch and watch more of The Iron Fist. The pancakes with abs are done and I'm the first one to the kitchen and stack like 5 or 6 pancakes with abs on my plate. I go into the living room, eat my food and watch The Iron Fist. I finish my pancakes with abs and go back to my room. I turn my music on and Wanted by Hunter Hayes comes on. Cole stands at my doorway and sings along with it in perfect harmony. He comes in and sits on the bed and watches me sketch a dress for one of my sister's friend's prom coming up. After I design the dress I ask Cole to take me to the store so I can get the materials for the dress. He drives me and I pick a black material and I get sparkles to put on the dress. Cole drives me back and I start making the dress. After hours of hard work, I finish the dress then I bring Emma's friend the dress since her prom is tomorrow. *Dress below*

She happily takes the dress and asks if I would help her get ready tomorrow

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She happily takes the dress and asks if I would help her get ready tomorrow. I tell her I would and then I leave. I go back home and fall asleep on the couch. Cole comes in and takes me to my room.
(LE TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE FABUOUSNESS OF THE DRESS)
The prom is in an hour and I get Kelsea's(Emma's friend) hair done
*Hairstyle below*

 (LE TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE FABUOUSNESS OF THE DRESS)The prom is in an hour and I get Kelsea's(Emma's friend) hair done *Hairstyle below*

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After I do her hair I do her makeup. She doesn't want to go over board with it so I just give her black eye shadow, mascara, and some red lipstick. After all that she puts​ her dress on. About 5 minutes later the doorbell rings and I go and get it. It's her date. She comes out and they leave. I go home and I head straight to the fridge to look for food. I grab some chocolate pudding and grab some cookies off the counter and a bowl of rocky road ice cream. I turn on YouTube and watch some videos. I finish all my snacks and go to sleep. I can't fall asleep right away so my brain keeps me up by making up new song lyrics and new animal crossbreeds. After lists and lists of different crossbreeds I finally fall asleep.

HI MAH WEIRDOS THIS IS LONGER THAN MAH NORMAL CHAPTERS. MAH BRAIN GOT A BOOST OF MOTIVATION BECAUSE IT'S NIGHT AND THAT'S WHEN MAH BRAIN KICKS IN AND I JUST COULDN'T STOP WRITING/TYPING. SO THANK MAH BRAIN FOR A LONGER CHAPTER. I HOPE YOU ALL ARE ENJOYING THE STORY SO FAR. I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOREVER TRYING TO THINK OF IDEAS. SO MAH WEIRDOS.......... STAY FABUOUS!

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