Chapter 9
440 Words
The next morning, Max burst into the room, shouting, "Wake up, sleepyheads! Ah, hey Rachel, how have you been? Having a sleepover here, huh? I wish I knew, I could've joined in!" Rachel rubbed her eyes, smiling. "I'm fine, thanks. How about you? How's everything?" Max grinned. "All good! , what's the time?" I asked, still half asleep. Max checked his watch. "It's almost 9 am. Let's go down for breakfast."
We freshened up and headed down to the dining room, where the rest of the family was already seated. As we joined them, my mother turned to Rachel and asked, "So, Rachel, tell us about your trip abroad. How was it? How's your family doing?" Rachel enthusiastically shared stories about her family's vacation. "It was amazing! We visited so many incredible places. My mom loved the shopping in Paris, and my dad enjoyed the history in Rome. We even got to attend a business conference in London, which was really interesting."
My mother listened intently, asking follow-up questions. "That sounds wonderful! I'm sure your parents' business is keeping them busy. How's everything going with that?" Rachel replied, "It's going great, thanks! My mom's been working on expanding their company, and my dad's been handling the finances. They're both really happy with how things are going."
We enjoyed a leisurely breakfast, chatting and laughing together. As we finished up, Rachel and I stood up to head upstairs so I could get ready. My father said, "Aria, I want to meet with you this evening. Be there, okay?" I nodded, "Okay, Daddy. I'll be there." I headed upstairs with Rachel, wondering what my father wanted to discuss...
As we headed upstairs, Rachel and I started searching through my closet for the perfect outfits. We giggled and chatted as we tried on different dresses and tops. Rachel held up a sexy red dress and said, "Try this one on!" I blushed and playfully rolled my eyes. "Rach, not that one!" We eventually settled on a couple of cute and stylish outfits.
With Rachel's help, I got ready, and we both looked fabulous. We headed back downstairs, and I grabbed my keys. "Time to head out," I said, smiling. We got into my luxury car, and I drove Rachel home. As we pulled up to her house, she smiled and leaned over to hug me. "Thanks for the sleepover and everything. Be sure to tell me all about what happened when I you get back." I smiled back, curious. "Okay, don't worry, I'll be waiting to hear all about it." Rachel got out of the car, waved goodbye, and headed into her house...
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