Chapter 17: Jealous

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🖋Real girls are never perfect and perfect girls are never real- unknown🖋

Niaras POV:

I sigh and face plant into my bed. There's is yet another dinner party tonight.

I didn't plan on going but turns out my dad actually called in the middle of his business trip, just to tell me to go.

Plus I think Jackie will be there too..

But the problem is that it's at Mr. Donovans house. I'm not exactly over the embarrassment of what happened last time.

I talked to Jackie about it and she said to just dress cute and forget it ever happened, and it doesn't sound like a bad idea. A nice outfit can make anyones mood better.

Jackie hasn't decided whether she wanted to go or hang out with Vivian. It would suck if she didn't go but I would still have Calumn... even though I still suck at talking to guys.

"Niara stop moping around, what has gotten into you today?" Ms. Marie says as she enters my room.

I sat up in my bed, a pout still evident on my face "Nothing.."

She walks over to my bedside table and sets down an orange juice, I prefer apple but orange is good too.

"Hurry up now, you have about an hour to get ready."

My eyebrows shoot up, I hadn't been paying attention to the time.

Ms. Marie leaves my room and I shoot up from my bed, heading straight for my walk in closet.

I decided on a cute floral dress that came mid thigh, and I threw a white cardigan over it.

I decided on a cute floral dress that came mid thigh, and I threw a white cardigan over it

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I look in my mirror, twirling a bit so see how it looks from the back. I'm pretty satisfied, it's a cute dress.

After spending about thirty minutes on my hair and makeup I decide I'm finished.

It's not the most formal outfit bit it's also not like I'm going to a ball.

Speaking of balls.. I wonder when we'll have one. Usually we have one yearly so it should be coming up soon.

A knock sounding from my door broke me out of my thoughts. I quickly waltz over and pull the door open.

"Your car is ready ma'am" one of the butlers say with a small bow.

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