The next day, Cece showed up at my house early in the morning. I was still in bed when she rang the doorbell. "Why are you still in bed? We have some major shopping to do. I have to find the perfect outfit for tonight, plus I want to get my nails and hair done!" I looked at her with a blank expression. "I'll go get ready" I said but inside I was cursing my luck. Cece is a girly girl. She likes to look good at all times. She always has her hair and her nails done. Also she uses makeup everyday. I'm the opposite. I don't wear makeup, mais hair is either in a ponytail or in a messy bun most of the time and my definition of a manicure is to simply cut my nails with a nail clipper. That being said, I am also not a fan of shopping. So today is shaping up to become a nightmare. I go to my

