That was a lie.help!

I CALLED MY mom to remind her about the dinner tonight she tells me she is on her waand will be home in about fortyish minutes.

It is five pm already, dinner is by eight and I still don't know what the hell I'm going to wear. Am I supposed to dress all fancy or casual? I don't freaking know.

I don't even own a dress.

Oh my gosh I'm so screwed.

I throw open the doors to my closet already getting frustrated.

Deep breaths june, in outtt.

I should just relax, im probably overthinking. I should just come as I am as my self, sweet cool ol' five foot two juney bug.

I'm sifting through my clothes my heard hurts, i dont know what to wear, even though my closet is literally over flowing with clothes.

What if i just throw on a hoodie and sweatpants...maybe? No i should look like i actually tried you know, not like i just rolled out of bed after much deliberating and convincing myself that my mom won't be dissapointed in the daughter she has and they wont throw me out of their house for not wearing a stupid dress i finally settle on a very meish outfit which is brown knitted hoodie which is a lot more fitted than my original option option which is what i usually wear but...i need to make a good first impression on our new neighbors/landlords i dont want them mistaking me for an over grown teenage boy just yet i have to ease them into it you know. 

I pair it with my army green oversized cargos, i do a little bit more than my everyday make up r, adding a little more concealer under my eyes, so i don't look as tired as i feel.

I lined my lips slapped on some gloss applied some blush before pulling my hair up into a high ponytail letting some curls fall framing my face.

I was just about to put on my jewlery and call my mother when i heard the door bell ring.

"I'm coming"i shouted running down the stairs, that should be her

"That definitely was more than fourty minutes, mommy" i said as I opened the door, it was her.

Her eyes lit up when she saw me, her lips spreading into a wide smile " Oh my juney bug you look so good,oh my gosh you are breath taking" she gushed " I Love your outfit,the brown looks so good baby, oh and your make up and your hair damn, you definitely aren't coming to play" 

She coos wrapping my in a hug,i can't help the giggles that escape my throat as she squeezes me.

She pulls away giving me a sly smirk " Now its my turn to not look like a hooligan, come on come help your mommy get pretty," She sends me a very mommy wink and i can't stop laughing as she drags me upstairs with her.

She goes to shower and brush while i sort through her clothes to find a dress i think is cute enough for her to wear, its such an irony that she has so much dress and i do not own a single one 

I settle on a long simple black off the shoulder dress with long sleeves that were flowy lacy detailing at the wrist i paired it with a matching black strappy heel to give that classy elegant look.

I laid them on the bed for her admiring my selection i might not own a dress but i sure do know how to wear one.

"You should be a stylist,"is the first thing she says as soon as she sees the clothes i laid out for her.

I finish with her make up and hair,she slips on the dress it is absolutley beautiful, i help her strap on her heels i wear favorite pair of timberlands.

We leave her room and are walking down the stairs

 "Aren't we supposed to take like a souvenir or something, i dont think it's ok if we go empty handed" i say starting to feel a little nervous.

She turns around heading for the kitchen her shoes clinking against the tiles as she goes "Yeah, i almost i baked some cupcakes last night they are in the fridge"

" Oh…good" i can feel my palms start to sweat as she loops her hand around mine and we walk out the door.

I dont know where all the sudden nevervousness is coming from, i was totally fine a while ago, i think i got carried so away getting ready that i didnt really allow myself to fully process what exactly i was getting ready for.

What if they dont like me, I'm starting to question if my choice of outfit and being myself was really the best option i could have just forced myself to borrow of my moms dresses and look like a normal girl (that would have been a bad idea my mom is at least three sizes bigger than me)

Is he going to be there?, oh my gosh of course he is ,it is his damn house.

Oh no,no,no,no what if he told his mom about me, how he saw me crying on the balcony

I can feel my heart in my chest as my mom turns to face me with an equally nervous smile that i think matches mine we walk hand in hand down the steps,out of our compound towards theirs.

I check the time on my phone and its 8:02 ,we ring the door bell and a man dressed like the security guards at the estate entrance opens the pedestrian side of the gate, he greets us with a polite smile and helps my mom up the small steps leading us inside while i follow closely behind. 

I couldnt hide the gasp that escaped from me,the beauty of everything caught me by surprise ,it looks ten times better when you are standing in the middle of it rather than looking at it from the outside, it is breathtaking.

He leads us through the spacious compound guiding us up the steps towards the massive front double doors, he rings the doorbell before excusing himself and going back to his post,i draw in a deep shaky breath wiping my hands on my pants ,as she leans in to whisper a quick 

"You ready?"

"Always," i whisper back forcing a smile just as the huge double doors swing open

That was a lie.help!