"Melanie, get down here now!!!" mom yells all the way from down stairs. Rushing to tuck in my shirt into the waistband of my jeans.
"Coming mom!!!" I yell back, pushing my hair into a messy bun. I scramble round my room searching for a particular shoe. I know I dropped it here somewhere, arrrgh where is it?
"Oh, look at you" I wheezed, glaring hard at the shoe which was right in front of the mirror as if it were human.
Putting on my shoes with the speed of light, I take one last look at my outfit. I am wearing high waist jeans a white top that's tucked in and a black jacket with my boots. Yeah!! I look good.
“MELANIE!!!!” Mom's voice vibrates through the whole house. I grab my bag and dash out of my room, down the stairs and into the kitchen.
“Are you going for a wedding? What to
