Chapter 17

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Carla "Red. Something red! Black. Blue. Green Fucking yellow. But nothing red!" I yell in frustration, pulling out all the clothes from my closet. This has to be some sort of a joke. I have all the colors except for red. How can this be? I mean isn't red a very common color? Why don't I have something red? I know, I know, a red dress is something almost everyone has. Why don't I have a red dress? I walk over through the pile of clothes and pick up my phone which was on the bed. I looked through my contacts and called the only person that could help me with this. After two rings, the call was answered. "Hello," she answered lazily. "Kia; Thank god you answered my call!" I chirped almost immediately. "What it is Carla?" She asked and I could practically imagine her rolling her

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