**Translation: The Mafia Queen**
Since the day I was born my father has prepped and trained me to be the perfect girl. Ivy League school, perfect manners, perfect personality and the perfect sense of humour. It was like he was raising a robot, not...
"Get up betch! We've got to get ready!" I groan, turning over. "Gwen, leave me alone, I need to sleep." I hear her sigh. "Today is the day girl!" I whip the covers off of me, hitting her in the face. "Ow-" "The gala. Oh my gosh. What time is it?" Gwen looks at her watch. "Ten thirty." "Oh my gosh. I slept in. We only have six hours!" "I know! Natalie is waiting in the car, and we need to get to the mall ASAP." "Okokok, let me get dressed real quick." I run my brush through my hair, and throw on whatever I see first in my closet. "I'm ready." I say to Gwen.
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"How can you possibly look so good with basically zero prep time?" I shrug, and we head out the door.
"Oh thank god," Natalie says when we get into the car. "I thought we'd never make it before-" "Oh girls! You wouldn't leave without me would you?" We all groan as Ashley tries to rush down the driveway in extremely ridiculous heels.
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"Who wears that for a day at the mall." Gwen whispers before Ashley enters the car, taking a seat beside me in the back. I try my best not to roll my eyes. "So girlies! Are you excited for the gala tonight?" "Well y-" Gwen starts. "I'm just certain that Jax is going to love my dress and oh my gosh, we just must go to the all designer mall they have the best stuff, nail artists and oh my gosh!" She lowers her voice to a whisper "the most divine plastic surgeons there." She glances over at me, "you might want a boob job honey, they look a little flat." I bite my tongue, and look out the window as Gwen makes a right turn. "Thanks. I guess."
We arrive at this quote "designer mall" that Ashley took us too, and my mouth drops. It's massive marble exterior with hints of gold shines in the light. "How come I've never heard of this?" Gwen asks Ashley. "I guess your not exclusive enough." She gets out the car and sashays to the doors. The girls and I follow in hot pursuit.
The inside of the mall is even more extravagant than the outside. In the past I've been to really nice malls for shopping sprees with Nat, but never have I seen anything like this.
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