“Montgomery Academy has a top-tier cheerleading team and excellent school newspaper, completely managed by students. Also, lucrative scholarship opportunities will be available to you, and most seniors get accepted into their first-choice college,” Michael informs me.
My interest is piqued. “Really?”
“Absolutely. It’s one of the most prestigious institutions in West Virginia.”
The pros outweigh the cons. My dream is to become a reporter. I’d be stupid to bypass this opportunity.
“Sign me up.”
“It’s settled then.” Mom beams, sipping her tea. “Later, you can order uniforms on the school’s website.”
“And I have a coupon code you can use,” Michael adds.
“Uniforms?”
“Yes, it’s a requirement to wear a uniform every day,” he replies.
Well, that sucks majorly. Dressing fashionably for school is my favorite pastime.
“Shall we talk wedding plans next?” Mom practically vibrates in excitement.
“Please do,” I answer. “My listening ears are on full blast.”
“I filled out several inquiry forms for hotel wedding packages last night and have already gotten back a few responses. Are you up to visiting venues tomorrow?”
“Yeah, I’m down.”
“Great. As for my dress, the aim is simplicity, yet eye-catching.”
“Have a color scheme in mind?” I ask.
“No, I prefer to see samples first, then make a decision. Can you research bridal boutiques and schedule consultations for me?”
Michael contentedly eats a croissant, leaving us women to plan the wedding.
“Sure, I’ll start today.”
She clasps my hand. “Honey, I have a very important question to ask you.”
“Okay.”No more surprises!I yell internally.
“Will you be my maid of honor?”
“I would love to, Mom.”
“And my hair stylist and makeup artist?”
“You’re speaking my language.”
I’m a girly girl—shopping, makeup, and hair are my things.
“You’re the perfect daughter.”
“Why, thank you.” I bat my eyelashes.
Mom laughs at my vivacious nature.
“The next few weeks will be super busy, baby. We have to pack, hire movers, and find a realtor to sell the house. Oh, and we need to find a company to ship our cars. It’ll cost a pretty penny.”
