I have been fixing my hair for 2 hours. I don't even know why this is such a big deal. My bestfriend Gage told me to fix myself and wear casual. He didn't even tell me why, because he said it was a secret. I'm quite excited, though I don't know whats gonna happen.
Anyways I have been struggling with this eyeliner for the past 10 minutes -don't judge me- My older brother Brett suddenly came in,
"Where are you going?"
"Nowhere special. Just get out of my room please!"
"Chill sis, I'm getting out" he took a sip from his drink
He's drunk again. My phone vibrated in my pocket, "Hey I'm here in front of your house" Gage texted. I took a last glimpse of myself, then ran quickly to the door 'nearly dying' while putting on a necklace.
I was wearing my black and blue flannel shirt with my gray skinny jeans, and of course my favorite pair of white converse.
I opened the door, "Holy" Gage's eyes widened. I thought to myself, is there something wrong? "You look great!" He complimented, "umm.. okay?"
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