Lisa's POV:
I throw my bag on the couch as I enter my home.
My Mom and Dad went to a business trip today that will last for a few days.
My sister went to work.
I was all alone in the house.
I make my way upstairs to my my room.
I was constantly thinking of the dance party. Should I go or should I not?
I mean I don't even know how it all works.
I grab my phone and see a bunch of text messages from my best friend Brittney.
Brittney: Sorry, sorry! I didn't tell you. My brother is sick and My Mom isn't home. I'm taking care of my brother.
*2 missed calls*
Brittney: you must be mad at me..
Brittney: Text me when you reach home.
Lisa: I'm home. Just reached now.
Yes, I am mad at you for leaving me all alone there. But it's a good thing coz I made new friends.. Lol.
I put my phone on the desk and go to the bathroom to take a quick shower.
As I come out I hear a ring. I look up to my phone to see Brittney calling.
..
"Hey, Did you just tell me, You made friends?" Brittney asks.
"Yup!" I say as she gasps.
"So, you don't need me now? Is that it? Is it all over?" She asks dramatically.
"Don't be so over dramatic girl" I say as she chuckles.
"Hey, I wanted to ask you if you're going to the Dance party tomorrow?" I ask.
"Yeah, I always go. Unlike you"
"You might meet me there" I say.
She remains silent for a few seconds.
Umm, this is scary.
"W.. What?" She shouts.
I move my phone farther from my ear to not to damage my ear as she screams at me.
"What happened to you? Wait, who are you?" She asks again dramatically.
"I said 'MAYBE' I'm still not sure"
"Omg, omg, omg!!!" She screams excitedly. "wait.. Don't tell me your 'nEw fRiEnDs' insisted?"
"Um.. Well, I guess.. he did" I say slowly.
"HE? Oh my God, Lisa Logan, you are telling me that you made a new friend, two, he is a boy, three, he asked you out for the dance party and four, you agreed?" she asks in a high pitched voice.
"Well.. " I say.
"I missed one day of school and look what has happened!"
"You are acting so weird, I'm hanging up. Bye, see you" I say and hang up the call.
Well I guess she's right. That's actually strange.
Of course, I embarrass myself everywhere I go but I think I should try it.
What's the worse that could happened.
I lay on my bed and dive in to deep thoughts.
Thoughts about the guy in the library. I can't deny that he was the most attractive guy I've ever laid my eyes on.
When he got close to me I could feel the butterflies whirling in my stomach.
Wait, what are you thinking about, Lisa. You and him! Duh. There is no way it's possible.
But why? I mean, am I not pretty enough?
I look myself in the mirror.
No. Look at yourself bruh. You look like a potato in a hoody.
Oh God, what is happening with me.
I mean, I just had a little talk with him and here I am, planning our wedding.
I shake my head as I smile and try to think about something else.
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Next Day.
I wake up and find my self all alone in my house.
"Mom, Dad?" I call.
"kayla? Where are you?"
I check their rooms which were empty. I was scared. Totally.
Suddenly I hear a sound coming from my room. I run up to see Michael coming out of my bathroom.
My eyes widen as I see him.
"Michael what the hell are you doing here?"
"What? Darling, we are married" he says as he comes towards me puckering his lips.
I shove him with the vase making him fall down.
I scream and I actually open my eyes and see my sister standing in front of me with a doubtful look on her face.
"Good morning..?" She says.
"Oh, thank goodness it was just a dream" I say and take a deep breath.
"What happened?" she asks and sits on the bed.
"I just had a nightmare. Me and Michael were married" I say with wide eyes recalling the dream.
"Don't call this a nightmare. That's your future, girl" she laughs.
I throw a pillow at her and she fetches it while laughing.
"Get the hell outta here. You think it's funny?" I shout at her as she tries to control her laughter.
"Come on it is though. But don't you think too much about him? Like you have started seeing him in your dreams too. Crazy!" she says as she opens the bedroom door.
I give her an aggressive look.
Seriously, why him? Ew.
...
What should I wear for the dance party?
I don't normally care but I don't want to embarrass myself at a party that I've never been to before.
I pick out a full red dress. I tie my hair in a bun and apply a little makeup.
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