India's P.O.V
My Gma(Grandma) Told Me To Get Ready But She Hadn't Said For What. I Knew Something Was Up When She Told Me To Dress "Nice" Knowing I Always Kept Myself Looking Good. There Was A Resoning Behind Why She Wanted Me Looking A Certain Way And Something Told Me I Wasnt Going To Like It. I Obliged Knowing If I Argued I'd Lose In A Heartbeat. I Went Up To My Room And Went Straight Into Walk In Going Towards My More Dressy Area. If She Hadn't Been Acting So Suspicious Telling Me To Dress Nice Or Atleast Had Told Me Why I Would Of Been Happy To Have A Reason To Get Cute. I'm The Type That....Not To Brag....Stays Cleaned Up. Always Has On Name Brand, Always Has Hair, Nails, And Feet Done. Just A Pretty Girl As My Friends Refer To Me As And Of Course I NEVER Leave Looking Average.
I Scanned The Closet And Instantly Rested My Eyes On The Fashion Nova Fit I'd Treated Myself To Just Because; My Baby G Velvet Skirt Set With My All Clear Laced, Heeled Sandals. I Had Already Showered And All Because I Planned On Just Going About My Day Doing Whatever Came To My Mind To But That Didn't Matter Now. I Put On My Fit And Decided On Straightening Hair Which Was Blonde For Right Now. Right Now Meaning The Color Would Change When I Felt Like Being Different.
I Had Been Too Busy Getting Ready I Hadn't Noticed That Someone Was Standing At My Door Watching Me Straighten My Hair. "Just Like Your Mother, Splitting Image Mi Amor". That Voice Only Belonged To..."Dad?"
(The Fashion Fit She Wore)
Authors Notes:
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