C157 Our house
“Are you ready?” Mum screams from downstairs.
“Almost,” I scream back and clip my earrings.
I shudder in front of the mirror and force my breathing under control. My makeup is not as loud as that of prom but I look beautiful. I pat the graduation gown over my dress and tug the cap on my head.
Everything highschool comes to an end today.
Ben texts me