Chapter 13

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"WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!!" I jolt out of bed almost falling off in the process. It takes my eyes a second to adjust to the light but once I do I see Jenny, Morgan, Sadie, Cameron, and Leslie all standing over me. Sadie and Cameron are on the bed so I can tell they were the ones jumping and screaming. Jenny is holding a tray full of french toast and sausage with apple juice to drink. 

"Happy Birthday!" They all yell as Jenny places the tray in front of me. Wow I can't believe it's already July 1st! This summer is going by way to fast.

"Thank you guys. This, this is amazing." I give each one of them a hug and blow out my candle. 

"What did you wish for?" Cameron asks scooching closer to me. I throw an arm around his shoulder and lean down to his ear whispering "it's a secret." 

I sit back up and you can see the dissapointment on his face. Everyone laughs and leaves the room so I can enjoy my food. Everyone that is except Leslie. I start to cut up my french toast taking the first bite into my mouth. Mhhhm these are so good. "So what are your plans for today Miss Birthday girl.?" Leslie asks stealing a piece of my sausage. 

"I don't know yet. But assuming by the look you're giving me right now you already have something planned. So what is it?" Leslie smiles and gets up heading towards the shower. "You'll have to wait and see." With that she disappears behind the corner into the bathroom. Being my best friend she should know I don't do well with surprises.

After finishing my breakfast and taking a quick shower I get dressed and hurry outside to the car with Leslie. "So are you ready to tell me where you are taking me?" I ask buckling up my seat belt and rolling down the window. "I told you it's a surrpise." Leslie does the same thing and then backs down the driveway. I decide not to pester her anymore about it, already knowing it won't go anywhere. So instead I lay my head back and enjoy the ride to who knows where. 

We've been driving for 30 minutes and still have not reached our destination. "Leslie come on! Are we there yet!" I've been asking her the same question every 5 minutes and every time I get the same answer "no." But this time she surprises me by pulling into a parking garage and finding a spot away. "Yes we are here." I get out of the car and take a look around for a sign or maybe a poster telling me where we are, but no such luck comes. 

"Seriously Leslie where are we?" I follow Leslie up the escalator and into the building. "I thought for your present we could go shopping and you can pick out anything you want. On me of course." Leslie tells me once we reach the top of the escalator. 

"Don't you mean on your dad?" I say giving her a slight smile trying to hold back my laughter. 

"No this is all me. It's my own money." Leslie states proudly.

"Well in that case thank you!" I run over and give her a hug squeezing tight. She loops her arm around mine and we walk into the first store which happens to be Charlotte Ruse, one of my favorite stores. I walk over to the dresses and immediately see one that catches my eye. I pull it off the rack and take it into the dressing room, not bothering to look at any other clothes. 

I pull on the dress and look into the mirror. My mouth literally drops open. I look hot. The dress is a blue halter top short dress with an open back and some design on the front. I can't really tell what the design is but who cares, I look hot.

I step out of the dressing room and see Leslie facing the other way. I cough and she turns around. As soon as she sees me a huge smile forms on her face and she walks up to me looking closer at the dress. "You look amazing, you have to get that! It will be perfect for tonight!" 

"I know it's- wait what's tongiht?" I look at Leslie suspiciously but she just keeps the same smile on her face and spins me around to look at all sides of the dress. "Ok it's settled you're getting that dress. No questions asked." She rushes me back into the dressing room so I can change back into my jean shorts and tank top.

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