Ciara Livingston, is a normal 17 year old who lives in Chicago with her grandmother.
One day her grandmother asked her to go to the store and....let's just say her life wasn't the same 😉
"Okay"I slipped on my white Nike shoes and we left the house
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Mall
Tamar and I looked around in all the clothing store but we couldn't find something I liked.
"Ouu! I know! Let's go to forever 21!"Tamar squealed like a little girl
She grabbed my hand and we walked down to forever 21.
While we were in there browsing, I noticed that Tasha was also here...once she noticed me she smirked and whispered in her friend ear.
"Let's hurry up and find something cause I'm not trying to go to jail tonight"
Tamar scrunched up her face "Why you say that?"
I looked over at Tasha and Tamar followed my eyes. "Bitch don't worry about them...if they start some shit just know I got yo back"
"I know you do sis"I smiled
I was looking threw the clothes and I found something that I liked.I tried the dress on and it fitted perfect.
I showed tamar the dress and she loved it.i went up to the register and payed for the dress.somebody tapped my shoulder I looked and it was Tasha.
"So what's the occasion"she said smirking.
I rolled my eyes"what are you talking bout"
She pointing towards the bag in my hand.
I looked at her and scrunched my face "nun of yo damn business"
She rolled her eyes and walked out the store.
"Come on girl it 5:30"tamar said.
We walked out the mall and got in her car and drove back to my house.
When we got back to my house I went upstairs to take me a shower after I was done I took the dress out of the bag and put it on.
Then I put a little bit of makeup on.
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When I was done I heard my bedroom door open and I looked and it was Tamar.
"Oh my gosh you look so beautiful"
"Thank you"I said smiling.
Then I heard a knock at the door"oh that's him"
"I'll get it"tamar said smiling .
I looked at myself and smiled I grabbed my phone,charger,and purse and closed my door. I walked downstairs and Kentrell was sitting on the couch twisting his hair while on his phone.
