Alejandras POV
No one and I mean no one. Wanted to drive me. Their excuse was "Cecelia is a brat. 'I mean she is but they could've at least drove me but instead I have to drive myself.
I pull up outside of the boutique and text Cecelia.
I'm here. ~A
Ok I'm in the front. ~C
Alright I'm coming. ~A
I walked in to see her talking to a worker. I waited till she saw me and when she did she excused herself and we set out on aission.
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2 hours later and she had a ton of dresses in the dressing room with her .
She tried on all of them . There were three dresses that caught my eye and they were the three multi colored ones. She looked gorgeous in them. I told her to call her mom to come and see which one was perfect cause I couldn't decide.
Once her mom came we decided on the dress she would buy.
Her dress.
"And now all we have to do is look for the suits and the girls dresses tomorrow. Which reminds me are you free tomorrow? " Aunt Susie asked.
"Yea just text me . "
"Ok we will see you tomorrow. "
And with that we walked out of the boutique.
What an exhausting day.
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My Crazy Life
Teen FictionPreviously called trying to fix the broken pieces Alejandra Gonzales. Who is 17, suffered a great loss when she was 10. Since then nothing has been right. Her family doesn't get along and her mom is always arguing with her. She has 7 best frien...