Sorry for the delay, it's my senior year. Blame college apps… Anywho, there's chapter 25! Five more chapters left!

I woke up on my couch in my clothes I was wearing yesterday. I fell asleep talking to Demi last night. I got off the couch and went into my bathroom. I washed my face and brushed my hair. I went downstairs.

"Morning," my mom said.

"Morning," I told my mom.

"So can Demi go shopping with us?"

I nodded my head, "we're supposed to pick her up at ten."

"How long does it take to get to her house? It's already nine." my mom informed me.

"Like ten fifteen minutes. I gotta go!" I cried as I went upstairs.

I opened my closet doors and grabbed a purple cotton t-shirt and a white pair of jeans. I went to my lingerie chest and grabbed a white cotton thong with a matching bra. I ran into my bathroom and got dressed. I put on my make-up. I straightened my hair and then brushed my hair into a low ponytail. I went back downstairs and grabbed a banana.

"I'm ready," I told my mom. My mouth was full.

"Let me grab my stuff. Go ahead to the car." my mom told me.

I went to the car and pulled out my phone from my front pocket. 'We're coming to get you, sweetie.' I sent the text to Demi and waited for my mom to come.

My mom came and sat in the car. She turned on the car and I turned on the radio. My mom reversed out of the garage and driveway before going into the road.

"You know I'm not letting you share a dressing room with Demi."

"Why not?" I exclaimed.

"Because she's your girlfriend and I don't want her to see you half naked."

"Mom, Demi and I," I trailed off. I couldn't tell my mom everything me and Demi had done. She'd flip out. "Mom, Demi and I-"

"have made out. I'm not stupid, Selena. I was seventeen once too."

"Mom, you were raising me when you were seventeen, not making out with your girlfriend."

"True, but I know the hormonal urges you have, Selena. And I'm not letting you and Demi get any ideas."

"Fine," I said. I wanted Demi to spend the night after homecoming. I wanted to sleep with my girlfriend. And a hotel room is too obvious.

We pulled in front of Demi's house. My mom undid her seatbelt.

"Mom, can I go get her."

"We'll go get her. I want to talk to her mom. We haven't talked since you guys got your learners. Her name's Diana, right?"

I nodded my head and got out of my mom's Civic. I walked to the door with my mom. My mom was holding her keys. My mom knocked on the front door.

Diana answered the door. "Oh hi, let me go get Demi. Come on in."

My mom and I stepped inside while Diana got Demi. I grabbed the car keys out of my mom's hand. She was gonna talk to Diana forever.

Demi came downstairs. She had on a black sheer top and a black tank under it. She had on light denim capris and white feather earrings on. She had a black purse on her shoulder.

"We're gonna go to the car while you two talk," I told my mom and headed out the door. Demi followed behind me.

We got into the back seat. I turned on the car. I kissed her.

"Hi," Demi said.

"Hey," I said back. "So my mom won't let us share a dressing room."

"Why not? I've basically seen you naked." Demi asked.

"Because she doesn't know how far we've gotten. I couldn't tell her, it's way too awkward."

"I'll think of a plan," Demi told me.

"Good," I said and kissed her again. I saw my mom walking towards the car after the kiss and I turned on the CD player. I had Paramore on.

My mom came in and drove us to the mall. Demi and I got out of the car and walked to the dress store. My mom was following behind me.

We were looking at dresses. Demi had a cream dress with silver squares on it lying on her arm. She also had a teal dress on her arm.

I had a white dress on my arm. I also had a maroon with black lace over it.

"How are we gonna get my mom to let us share a dressing room?" I whispered to Demi.

"This store only has three dressing rooms. And I was gonna go make your mom buy me a water." Demi whispered to me.

"Good idea," I whispered.

"Hey Mandy!" Demi called.

"Yea?" my mom asked.

"Can you go buy me water? I'm extremely thirsty."

"Sure," my mom said. My mom left the store.

Me and Demi went into a dressing room.

I lifted my arms up. Demi took off my shirt. I slipped off my jeans. Demi handed me the white dress. I put on my dress.

The dress came to my mid-thigh. It was long sleeved, but the sleeves were cut open.

"What do you think?" I asked.

"I like it," Demi said. "Help me get dressed."

I took off Demi's sheer top and then tank top. She had a black bra on. I took off her jeans. She was wearing a black thong.

"Looks like we both had the same idea when we put on our underwear today," I told Demi.

"Guess so," Demi said and put on the cream and silver dress.

"I love it," I told her.

Demi's dress hit mid-thigh too. She has fat spaghetti straps. The silver squares went down diagonally to the right. She looked incredibly beautiful.

"You're the most beautiful thing in the entire world," I told her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I rested my head on her shoulder.

Demi held my hands around her waist.

"No, you're the most beautiful thing in the entire world," Demi told me.

I smiled. "I love you," I told her.

Demi turned around and kissed me. "I love you too Selena."

We kept kissing.

"Demi? Selena?" my mom cried as she walked into the dressing room.

Shit! I and Demi stopped kissing. We wiped the lip gloss off our face and came out of the dressing room.

"What do you think?" I asked and twirled in a circle.

"You both look very beautiful. Did you try the other dresses on?" my mom asked.

I shook my head. "This is my dress, its prefect."

"I'm getting this one," Demi told my mom.

"Alright, I guess meet me in the food court then." my mom said and handed me a water bottle and her credit card.

"Mom, we still have to buy shoes and jewelry," I told her. It was a lot of fun sneaking in PDA around my mom.

"Do you want me to come?" she asked.

I nodded my head. Demi and I went back into the dressing room. We got undressed and kissed each other a few more times.

We bought our dresses and walked behind my mom as we were walking to a shoe store. I held Demi's hand the entire way.

I was determined to figure out a way to be with Demi after homecoming. Even if I have to steal my mom's credit card to book a hotel room.

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