I looked at the white dress with black roses on it. It was pretty and somewhat casual enough to wear to the dinner.
Tonight was the day I met Grant and his son -who's name I have forgotten-. But then again I don't think mom has ever told me his name.
I slipped on the dress and looked at myself in the mirror. Now just something to do with my hair.
I slightly curled my hair at the ends and but on some eyeliner and mascara.
I'm either a girly girl or a huge tom boy, there are no inbetweens and at the moment I felt like being girly. I know, bi polar much?
I put on my black heels since the black would make the roses pop and I opened my bedroom door.
"Kenzie?" My mom called.
"I'm walking down the stars now," I said as I walked down the stairs carefully.
"I don't want to be late," she said panicing slightly.
"We won't. He doesn't even live that far away, if anything we'll be early," I said.
I can see why she'll be slightly nervous. This means a lot to her and I can tell it's a big step since, it took her a long time to start dating again after my dad.
I walked into the downstairs bathroom to see my mom looking at herself in the full length mirror.
"You look fine, mom," I said.
She smiled and nodded her head. "Okay? You ready?"
"Yep, lets go," I said as I wrapped my arm around my mom's and walked out the bathroom.
"Bye dad!" I said as I opened the front door, trying to get out as quick as possibly.
"Zayn!" Before I knew it, he was grabbing my shirt. "You know this night is important to me."
"But I promised my friends-"
"I don't care what you promised them. This is important to me and I need you here tonight," He said.
I groaned. "Fine, don't expect me to act polite," I said, quickly giving in.
"I know, you will," he stated. "Now go and change into something more appropriate."
I ran up the stairs and looked through my closet. I honestly didn't know what to wear nor did I care.
I knew this night was important to my dad though so, I'm going to try for him.
I opened my closet and pulled out a white t-shirt. I pulled off my previous blue shirt and looked in the mirror. I guess. I can keep the jeans and the belt.
I pulled on the white shirt not caring if it need to be ironed or not. It didn't have that many wrinkles.
I then slid on a black blazer I barely wear. A blazer dresses everything up, right?
I heard the doorbell ring and groaned, that must be her.
I looked at myself in the mirror one last time and ran my hands through my hair.
I let out a breath of air I didn't know I was holding in and made my way down the stairs.
I turned to go into the living room because, that's where I heard all the commotion at.
When I entered the living room, I literally froze. There was girl around my age standing there and I've never seen her at my school.
I looked back and forth at the teenage girl and my dad's girlfriend; seeing the resemblance.
How did I forget she had a daughter?
I smirked, not caring if it was visible or not.
This is going to be fun...
(Hey I know it's short and I haven't updated in forever. BUT IM GOING TO UPDATE AGAIN LIKE REALLY SOON. PROBABLY MONDAY. I just really wanted to update this for you guys. I have One more chapter left in Loved, Marked, Saved.. so when I'm done that book I'll also start updating a lot more.
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A.U. Fan Fiction ♥ "We can't d-do this. Y-your my brother," I said. "Step," he corrected. "Step brother. We aren't related by blood." He brushed his lips over mine and started grinding his hips against me. He smirked. "Plus, you know you want me." "...