CHAPTER TWENTY - ONE

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“So what do I wear?”  I ask Gemma

“We have to dress fancy!” Gemma responds to me.

“But I hate fancy!” I yell to her complaining from my bedroom where I was  looking threw my clothes.

 “You wont to look good don’t you?” she asks me from her spot in the bathroom.

“I guess!”

“Then wear this” she says running back into my bedroom holding a dress up.

Gemma was holding this yellow light dress which had daisy’s down one side.

I stared at it and my mouth dropped.

“Where the hell did you get that?”

“For my 14th birthday”

“It’s amazing” I say astounded

Gemma smiled and chucked it to me.

“I don’t think it’s my size!” I say looking at her and me.

“It will fit, trust me!”

I slid my shirt off and slowly lifted the dress over my head.

“Can you help?” I ask turning my back to her to zip it up.

Gemma walks  over  and zipped me up.

“See I told you it would fit”

I felt it against my body and looked in the mirror I looked like Bell off Beauty and the beast.

I applied a little foundation and a bit of mascara and let my hair out.

“You need lippy and a lot of it “Gemma says attacking me with a bright red

“No!!!!!!! Way in hell am I wearing that “I say pulling her hand away from my mouth.

“Fine don’t get lucky tonight” she says walking back to the bathroom.

“I wouldn’t even get one look if I wore that “

“So you going to talk to Harry?” Gemma asks me.

“No!”

“Why not?” she asks interested.

“Because he hasn’t spoken to me” 

“isn’t that More of a reason!”

“Would you please focus on your love life and not mine!” I say in an annoyed voice.

“Fine “Gemma says annoyed in the way I responded to her question.

I finished my makeup and hair and slid on my red boots getting ready to leave.

“No!”

I look up and Gemma’s shaking her head.

“What?”

“You are not wearing those shoes!”

“Why not?”

“Because they are shoes that look stupid.”

“Are you calling my shoes stupid?” I say pissed.

Gemma nods while looking  at my shoes.

“They don’t go with what your wearing just wear your flats”

Gemma grabs her bag and starts out the bedroom. Leaving me defeated.

I picked up my flats and slid them on hatting that I had to wear them . I slid my phone down my bra  and made sure it wasn’t noticeable before walking  down the hall.

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