Ok. My name is Bailey Grace (most people call me Bailey). I am 16, and I have an older brother who is 18 and is waiting for a letter of acceptance into any college possible.
It's my last week of school, and I cant wait for my best friend Shay Collins and I, to go to a party tonight. This party was at THE Jake Stephens', star of the senior football team, house! Even though we were only juniors, we still HAD to go to this party!
"BAILEY GRACE RIYLEY!" I heard Shay yell from the base of my stairs,"YOU BETTER GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW, OR WE WILL BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!" She reminded me of my mom sometimes.
"One minuet!" I yelled back, trying to finish my mascara. I never really got into doing my make up, because my friends and family always told me I had amazing natural beauty. I had dark brown hair, with blonde highlights, and bright blue eyes. I have my moms nose, its small and kind of pointy, and my lips are very full.
I ran down the stair as fast as I could, trying not to mess up my new white keds. I grabbed my bag off the banister, flung it over my shoulder and ran out the door.
"Im sorry!" I said to Shay as I knew she was gonna yell at me for being late.
"You just better not pull any funny business at the party tonight!" she scolded me as I jumped in to her brand new truck. I had completely forgotten about the party.
"HOLY SON OF A B-BAGEL!" I yelled, stuttering at the end because I knew this was not a situation to swear. "I have nothing to wear!" I kind of whisper yelled.
"Oh shut up, you idiot! You have the adorable white high wasted shot shorts and the navy blue Harley Davidson crop top!" She said slapping me in the side. I sighed in relief.
IM SORRY ITS SO SHORT IM IN THE CAR ON MY WAY TO FLORIDA WITH MY FAMILY AND I WANNA SLEEP!
- i love yall,
Lissy
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