After my tour was over, The girl, Carmen, told me there was going to be a party today. Perfect to introduce myself and let them know what I am about.
As soon as I am alone, I lay on my bed. I pull out my phone and text my daddy. We talk for about twenty minutes, before he has to go back to work. We say good bye. I decide to get ready for the party. I open my bags and put all of my clothes away.
I lock the door and slip out of my skinny jeans. I look at the two outfits I set aside. There is a blue tank top trio and straight leg jeans. And a seagreen dress with a crooked hem at my knees.
After carefully weighing the outfits, I decide that the dress is better. I slip it on and take a moment to admire myself in the mirror. I am hot, if I do say so myself. And I do.
I look through my shoes, searching for the right ones. I found them. Gold stilletos with straps that wrap up my legs, making them look very nice.
On my way to the party, this brat bumped into me. She got an a attitude with me. Who does she think she is?