CONTINUATION....
"Mom, are you sure that we should go?" I asked as my Mom looks at me with a poker face. "Of course we should! This is Maraiah's 18th birthday you silly brat!" she murmured and smack my head I pouted and saw my face in the mirror.
I'm wearing a tuxedo which I rent from a shop, I look amazed as I didn't even recognize myself. "I'm not comfortable with this suite Mom," I said as it starts to itch. My Mom slap my hand and look at me angrily, "Just this time Josaiah act like a man!" she said and went out as the limousine is waiting for us outside.
"The Princess is waiting." the driver said and closed the door for me. This is weird and awkward, I sigh as I look outside the window and saw some children walking around with no proper clothes on this cold night since it is starting to snow.