Wow look another chapter! Itʻs like Christmas, except you get a whole but of words instead of technology, yaaaaay.
Enjoy.
It was eight o'clock in the morning, and Miku showed up unexpectedly at my doorstep while I was eating breakfast. Her teal hair was in a high bun instead of its usual pigtails, and her face was flushed. I asked her why she was here, to which she responded with, "I'm going to help you get ready, silly!"
I needed help?
Before I could finish my eggs, I found myself being ushered back upstairs and into my bedroom. Miku sat me on my bed and began to dig through my closet.
"He won't be here for another two hours; what's the hurry?" I asked, watching as she grabbed a handful of clothing and threw them on the bed, then moved on to the dresser.
"Two hours is perfect! Go take a shower while I get your outfit ready. You have to look cute and casual, something that matched his style..." she trailed off, and I decided to listen to her and take that shower. I smelled like sleep.
I trotted down the hall and entered the bathroom, letting the shower run as I stripped bare. I waited until I could actually see the steam in the air before stepping in; there's nothing more refreshing than a hot bath after a good night's rest.
I took my time clensing myself, so when I stepped out, I felt clean and confident. Nothing was going to bring me down today!
I wrapped my hair in a towel and put on my robe, walking back to my bedroom. Miku was waiting for me, a brush in her hands and a smile on her face. And so it begins...
An hour later, Miku looked me over, looking a bit frustrated. My bow held my hair in a side ponytail, showing off the round earrings with the white stars painted on. I remember getting them as a gift two years ago, and this was my second time wearing time - including the time I tried them on as soon as I opened the box they came in. I couldn't remember who gave them to me, though. Weird.
Miku dug up an old jacket that made me feel like a peice of candy corn with its orange, yellow, and white design, and paired it with a plain white shirt, a black skirt over black leggings, and my white high-tops with the blue accents and yellow laces.
I studied myself in the mirror; I don't know why Miku looked so frustrated, I looked good.
"I know!" Miku exclaimed, and dug through my jewelry box. She pulled out a necklace that I didn't even know I owned, a thin chain where a single yellow star hung. She put it around my neck and step back to marvel at her work. I looked back at the mirror; Miku really knew what she was doing.
I looked great.
I glanced at my digital clock; it was 9:50, Len would be here any minute. Miku gushed about how much fun I would have and that I had to tell her every detail as we ascended down the stairs, and once I stepped off the last step, the doorbell rang.
There we go. Have a nice day. uvu