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That morning, my alarm screeched out repeatedly. I groaned and stuffed my face with my pillow. Then, I remembered why I had set my alarm so early: it was the day I was meeting Mr. Harris!

I practicly ran out of bed, straight towards the closet. I saw a nicely wrapped package at the bottom, right underneath my short assortment of clothing. I unlaced the string and tore quickly at the wrapping paper. There was a note on top of more wrapping paper. I unfolded the note and read it to myself.

I heard the news! Congratulations, honey. Here, for you, an outfit for your little meet and greet
-Mrs. Minkus♡♡♡

I unwrapped the next layer and gasped. In my hands I held a navy blue short skirt and a black halter top. It was perfect. There were some stunning black heels to go along with it. I didn't know what to say. This was incredible.

Once I was dressed and had curled my hair, I heard a knock at the door.

"Come in!" I yelled, tucking some of my best artwork into my bag, along with my phone.

In walked Farkle. I nearly screamed.

"Um, no. No, no, no, no, no."

"What?" Farkle asked. I eyed his outfit once again. He was wearing a tuxedo that made him look like he was going to prom.

"Farkle, you are not wearing that," I told him, ushering him into his room before he could say a word. I finally found a polo shirt and some khakis.

"Put it on," I commanded.

"Jeez, when did you get so bossy?" He chuckled.

I gave him the evil eye and left him.in privacy to change.

So, will it be a kidnapper or an art gallery representative? Read on to find out 😘❤

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