You Are My Best Friend

As I was driving hime, I reflected on the events of the past week. I had gotten together with Taylor Swift, and now she was coming to my house on Friday!! Aahhh!!

I got home and fell asleep, and that night I dreamed I was famous..."Skyler, Skyler, give us a picture, what's your boyfriends name,what do you think about...". The harsh beeping of my alarm brought me out of my fantasy and back to reality.

Though, to be honest, reality wasn't too bad. I was on vacation in Rhode Island with my grandma for three weeks. I knew Taylor Swift. I loved my stylist job I had. Life was good.

I spent the rest of the week helping my grandma do minor beautifications to her house. We painted the guest room.

Notes

Sorry we are beginning geometry... To be continued