run away mate
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Leana, get your arse downstairs."
"Love you too mum," I retorted sarcastically. I walked down stairs, my pajamas still flopping lamely by my legs. Once I was downstairs, I found my mom, with a box, and her smile practically reached from ear to ear.
"Happy birthday baby, I got you something,"
"Thank you so much mom!" I snatched the box away from her, and opened it hastily, to find a pale pink dress, and nude pumps next to it. I smiled widely, with her smiling back, just as hapilly.
"Today's the big day honey. Happy sixteenth," She said, a smile that could almost be described as too big for her, was plastered on her face. I ran upstairs, excited to put on my new dress and shoes.
After the long process of getting ready, I looked in the mirror. "You can do this Leana. You find your mate." And with that and a satisfactory smile, I turned and walked out of the house, ready to face another day of school, and ready to find my mate.