Pure Perfection

Chapter 5 Chapter 5- Getting Ready

JULIANA'S POV

I stood in my pyjamas in front of my mirror contemplating on what to wear.

He said dress nice but what did 'nice' even mean? Ughhh. Boys are so confusing.

"What's wrong, honey?" said my mom, stepping into my room.

"I've got a date today. Well, at least I think it's a date. I mean he didn't really specify, only said he was going to take me out and told me to 'dress nice'."

"What happened to that nice dress your aunt got you for your birthday?"

"I had to leave it at Dad's house. I didn't have enough space to pack it."

"It's getting late but the stores don't close until a couple hours. Do you want to go shopping?" She asked and I smiled in response. I'd never turn down an opportunity to shop.

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"I don't really like it. It's too baggy" I said as I stepped out of the changing room wearing a long blue dress that didn't compliment my figure at all. My mother agreed and I went back in to change out of it.

I sighed tiredly. This had been about the 10th dress I had tried on and I could tell my mother was getting bored.

"Wow pretty!" says Estella as she crawls towards a long red dress with a slit now the side and begins to tug it down.

on" encourages my mother

it off the rack and take it into the changing room, inspecting it as I walked. It looked really nice but I couldn't be sure until I tried it

hugged the curves that I had. It revealed just the right amount of cleavage without it being too slutty. But

the changing room and I heard my

perfect" she says and claps her hands lightly. I couldn't tell if she actually meant it or

Do you not think it's too much?" I asked

and that was more than enough to

pay" she said

to pay, mom" I refused, feeling bad. I've always felt guilty whenever she pays

Think of it as a birthday present for all the times I missed your birthday." She finalised.

hesitantly nodded and went back into the changing

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the shower, scrubbed my skin clean, washed my hair, and shaved. Everywhere. I wasn't

that made my curls look even more defined and I left my

began applying my make up. I put on a light coat of foundation, concealer, blush and contour. I decided against doing and eyeshadow this time and stuck

red dress. I couldn't help but smile as I looked at

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darling" praised

I was about to reply, the doorbell rang. I suddenly got nervous. I hardly ever got nervous. What's wrong

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