Debut Night
I chose a pink tube gown that reached my feet with matching silver high heels. Grandma Luisa bought the gown. She bought it in England.
"You look great, Lala," a voice from behind me said.
I turned to look at who spoke at the door of my room. I saw my Nate smiling.
"Oh my Gosh! Nate!" I squealed when I saw my brother. And I ran toward the new arrival and hugged him tight. I threw my arms around his neck.
"Oh, Nate, I miss you so much," I said.
"Miss you too, Lala," he answered, smiling. He hugged me back and lifted me off the floor.
"Nate! Stop that! Don't call me Lala! I'm 18 now, old enough," I scolded my brother. I hit his arm lightly.
"You're still my Lala," he answered, smiling. His dimples showed.
I smiled. I knew that was the reason love letters
