Authors Note 💕💌

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(Hey darlings! Hope you doing well and u are safe. I want to apologies for the gramatic errors and careless mistakes. I was reading through my work, and I saw some and I realized that its annoying to read while trying to make sense of what I really wanted to say but I hope u have patience and can bare with me because it is natural to make the errors while writing. But I will try as hard as I can to keep it clean. Remember I am also a human, I ain't perfect🤷‍♀️.

Anyways I hope u enjoy the next chapter and love you all so much💕💋💓)

Chapter 21

Cheryl’s POV

'Cheryl Emerald Anderson! You better come back from wherever you are because you have some explaining to do young lady! And don't worry you have more than enough time to do so since you are grounded' my mother lashes over the speaker and I roll my eyes.

Really mom?! Grounded? My crush just told me that he loves me and you choose now out of all times to ground me!

'Okay mom. Since I'll be grounded, can I at least go get myself a pre birthday gift since I might not be able to go anywhere on my birthday'

'Are you still with that Stones boy?' she asks.

'No. He left about 45 minutes ago now' I say through the speaker and roll my eyes. She puffs.

'You better make it here before your curfew' she orders.

' Bye' I hang up. I can't believe I am grounded.

I walk into the Nike store. I am looking for something that goes along with how I am feeling right now. Full of happiness, love and carefree. Something bright that will make my eyes pop. Something that will make my radiance glow and shine.

I am on cloud 9 right now. I feel like I am floating. Like I am on top of the world. I think I am going to get some sneakers. I have perpetual love for sneakers! I adore sneakers!

Lucky for me, I didn't use my monthly allowances for the past two months. I am loaded as I speak.

As I am inspecting these white and grey Air forces which I am definitely going to purchase, a short beautiful figure approaches me.

'Would you say this is purple or lavendar?' she asks and I turn around, thinking she is maybe talking to someone else standing at the back of me.

'Oh you talking to me?' I ask with one hand on my chest.

'Duhh, I am looking at you. Now what do you think?' she holds up the pair of sneakers in her hands.

'I think that would go along the lines of Violet maybe' I comment and she groans.

'I really want something purple. Rich purple you know. I really love purple' she smiles radiantly. I really admire her confidence. She literally just came up to me like she knew me for years.

'Well it's not hard to tell' I reply honestly.

This gorgeous short girl in front of me is wearing a purple V-neck tank top, a purple, plaited skirt with white socks and black sneakers. Her hair is pitch black but she highlighted the ends with dark faint purple. I mean even a monkey can tell that she loves purple!

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