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morning and I want to get spruced up for it.”
    “Fine,” Samantha smirked. “But you’re sleeping near the window tonight. I do not want to be awakened by the sun at the butt-crack of dawn again!”

Chapter 3
    Celebration
     
     
    The following night, I stared at myself in my full-length mirror, completely in love with my dress. Well, really with my overall appearance.
    I usually do the basics with my looks: I shampoo and style my own hair and I rarely got it cut. I got basic manicures and pedicures and used only mascara and lip gloss for makeup . Usually Carmex did the trick for me.
    Today, Samantha and my mom overruled me and dolled me up. My dress is white with faint red roses all over it and came with a red shrug. The tank dress fit me to perfection and I had to admire my ass in it. My red heels perfectly matched the shrug as did my glossed red lips. My hair was pinned on top of my head and my makeup was soft, subtle and I thought I hadn’t looked this pretty since my senior prom.
    “Wow, honey! Look at you!” Mom smiled in my door. “I love it and I will be stealing that dress when you take it off.”
    “No, you won’t! I’m so hiding it!” I laughed at her. I planned to wear this dress a few more times, especially in New York.
    Mom laughed with me and shook her head. “Are you ready? The guests are arriving.”
    “Yes,” I smiled as Samantha came out of the bathroom. Her eyes shimmered against the green of her sheath dress. It was the perfect shade for her and she swooned when she saw it, saying she couldn’t believe her luck when she found it this morning.
    We complimented each other and Mom went out to the party. Samantha and I followed a few minutes later and as soon as we stepped through the back door, loud applause broke out.
    I think we both blushed as we surveyed my mother’s backyard, which was sweetly decorated with balloons and ribbons, all in maroon and white, our college’s colors, and a huge banner that read CONGRATULATIONS KIMBER AND SAMANTHA!
    I looked around the smiling guests and grinned at them as I started walking around and thanking them with hugs and kisses. My lips started hurting when I finally got through all of them. There had to be 100 people here! I can’t complain, between Sammi and I there could have been a lot more. I looked around again when someone called my name and I screamed when I saw who it was.
    “DADDY!” I shouted as I ran to my father, embracing him tight. “What are you doing here?”
    “My baby girl graduates college early and I can’t come to California to celebrate with her? I booked a flight as soon as I hung up with you yesterday!”
    I pulled back and looked up with him, looking at Parker in 20 years. He and Daddy had the same brown hair and brown eyes. They looked so much alike but Parker was loaded with tats and I doubt if Daddy has one.
    W ith a frown, I asked, “Does you being here now mean you won’t be at the actual graduation, Daddy?”
    “No, it does not, honey. I will be here in May for that, too. I promise. Nothing will keep me from s eeing you, just as I saw Parker, graduate.”
    I smile then hug him tight again. “Promise you’ll try to be nice to Mom, Daddy.”
    “Of course, honey. I will always love your mother and we will not fight this time. I’ll be good.”
    “Thank you, Daddy,” I whisper then he puts my hand in the crook of his arm. We walk around and I introduce him to the guests who’ve never met him then we go to his old friends and I laugh as they reminisce.
    I hear a beat thump and I whirl around to the patio in front of Mom’s garage. Negative Ion are set up and starting to play. I stare in awe that we get a private performance then cringe. Some of their lyrics can be racy, at best, and I wonder what some of the guests will say to them. Then I remember my mother is the police captain and I bet myself they will tone it down.
    The first song they played was a song that made my blood boil. It’s all about a guy