I can’t believe it’s already Friday night and I am on my way to the Fur Ball. I reach the lobby and see the black town car waiting for me. My one indulgence as a result of my newfound fame. I step outside and the driver walks around to open my door. I slide inside careful of my gown and he closes the door.
Once the driver is back inside he turns toward me, “Straight to the Fur Ball Ms. Keller?” I give him Morgan’s address and tell him we need to make a quick stop to pick up my friend. He nods and we are off.
I text Morgan to let her know I am on my way to pick her up, it’s a strange feeling, it’s always the other way around! I feel anxious wondering what she will be wearing, I haven’t seen her since Tuesday morning and I am missing her like crazy. When we spoke yesterday and early this m
