M I R A N D A
I tuck the escaping tendrils of my hair behind my ears while I stand before the mirror of the bathroom. I stare at my own reflection and I know I loved the way I had my haircut. It's something that I haven't had ever since before.
"Mooooom!!" I hear Ben screaming.
I groan inwardly while I try to fix my earrings. I look over my shoulder to find Ben standing before me with no clothes on.
"Why are still not dressed? I already prepared your clothes for you sweetheart." I say as I rush towards him.
Then I find Landon coming up to us. "There you are. I have been looking for you Ben."
"What's the matter?" I ask.
"I don't like the clothes that you prepared mom. It's itchy around the neck." Ben whines.
"That's why I grabbed this one for you to wear tonight. A pair of shirt and
