It started with an embarrassing moment.
"Mayson Astle will you stand up please? Will you go to the dance with Trent Kupka?"
That awkward moment lead to an epic answer.
Gift after gift was delivered.
Then came the dress, the shoes, the jewelry.
Then came the date.
Skittle bowling. Pirate Island. Forgetting to order lunch. Welcome to the day date.
It was time to get ready.
Hair curled, make up done, dress on.
A twenty minute wait at Chili's followed, all to leave and go to Outback.
Steak. Diet Coke. Diet Coke all over the counter. Potatoes.
We traveled to the dance.
Everyone looked amazing, fantastic and beautiful.
To Trent's we went.
I fell asleep. Oops.
We went home.
What a wonderful night, what a spoiled girl I am?
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