Perfect Every Step

Chapter 3

Hi! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! *Dropping on my knees and present to you a plate of freshly baked brownies* 

I love brownies, anyways.....

I hope you accept my apologies, but yeah I have been busy (busy being lazy 😥), I really was going to publish this earlier but i lost the edited version soooo. So my Cutie pies, here is chapter 3. I will try to publish more frequently😍😘😍.
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  Life is like a bicycle, to keep your balance you must keep moving.
                                              ★★★★

             I woke up to the purrs and sneers of snowball, who seems to be fighting with her new rubber mouse toy which i brought for during New Year, by the foot of my ridiculous large king size bed.

             I fought with myself mentally, after I finally made up my mind to pull off the covers from my body instead of leaving it wrapped around me, taking me to another world of fashion fame and catwalks. I dragged my still half asleep self to the room adjourned to my bedroom, I entered into the dressing room which had walk in closet by the right and straight ahead lead into the master bathroom.

              I came out of the bathroom with a yellow towel wrapped around my body and another wrapped around my head, entering the walk in closet where all my dresses, coat and clothes in general were. The other closet had all my shoes, designer bags, jewelleries and make up. I selected a dark grey crop top with a black hooded long sleeve coat and a black skinny jeans and a Roberta Booties.

             Walking back into the room an hour later, I was ready. I went over to the full length mirror, just standing there for twenty minutes admiring my reflection. I looked fabulous, with a capital F. It was as if I walked right out a fashion magazine.

             I tied my unruly hair with a matching bandana, I picked my Gucci designer bag from my dresser and carried snowball off the bed, taking her downstairs with me where I met Titi sitting on the love seat in front of the flat screen, reading. She looked up when she saw me coming down the stairs.

              "Aunty, you are are awake! Should I serve you breakfast?" Titi asked, putting down her book to stand up.

          
              "No, thanks Titi. I will get something on the way." I replied, putting snowball on her cushion bed. "But take care of snowball, I am sure she is hungry."

              "Okay, bye Aunty " she said, settling back to read her book.

               I walked out the front door, Josh was leaning against a black Mercedes, talking on the phone to God knows who. I strolled down the pathway over to him, opened the back seat door and got in. Josh looked over, giving me the 'what happened to you?' look. I simply struggled.

              Josh rushed whatever he was saying to the person on the other line and hung up. He walked over the driver seat and got in. He drove out the compound into the street of L.A.

               "What's wrong with you?" Josh asked, turning around for minute to look at me.

                "I want coffee." I demanded a bit childishly, pouting.

                 "You know, too much caffeine isn't good for your system."

               I glared at him as if he killed snowball. "Coffee is never too much. it what makes the world go round, it what keeps me alive and going. damn you all haters." who in the world says coffee is too much should be ready to face an army of hot, sexy model armed with fashion heels and designer bags.