Olivia
It was Friday morning and I woke up in such a good mood.
I stared at the dreamcatcher hanging on the ceiling blankly. There was nothing on my mind yet, but I was in a good mood for some unknown reason. Then, it sank into me.
Tomorrow is prom night.
We were given this Friday as pamper day. Just the thought of it made me squeal with excitement and happiness. I was up in an instant and ran down the stairs to the living room.
“Good morning, Dad.” I greeted my confused and surprised father, who was sitting on the couch, watching a football game on the TV. Feet on the coffee table, he looked so comfortable there.
“Looks like you had a good sleep,” Dad said, eyeing me. When he looked at me like that, he always thought I had something exciting to do for the day.
“I did!” I calle
