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Alena had been in a deep sleep dreaming of nothing at all when she had awoken to the sound of Lady Gaga's Poker Face, Katie's ring tone. Groaning she rolled over to her side and picked up the phone. "Hello?" She had barely had time to get the words about before her friend had started. She grabbed her cell and quickly dialed a number. "Hey, Lenny." She rolled her eyes at her friends opening sentences, "Alena, cough cough." She had quickly corrected to let her friend finish. "I know it's early, but...I really really need to talk to you. I'll make breakfast, but I'm coming over. See ya in a bit." "Oh-" Beep! Before finishing Katie had already hung up the phone. "K, I'll get ready, fix my hair, take a freaking shower at this bloody hour only because I love you!" Hanging up the phone she knew her ending was not heard, but when she started a sentence she liked to finish it. "I wonder what's so important." Mumbling to herself she threw her blanket into the floor and slinkied into the floor landing on her knees. "I don't want to move!" Complaining to herself she finally got the motivation to get up and go over to her closet. Holding out her hand she hoped for once her clothes would magically fall into it; sadly today was not that day. "Ugh!" Sliding around shirts and other clothes items she pulled out a white bralet with gold studs across the bust and held it to her chest, it came right below her chest and was strapless, but would give her all the support she needed. This looks cute. Taking it off the hanger she threw it on her bed and hung the hanger back into the closet. Squatting down she eyeballed all her shoes squinting and tapping her right index finger to her lip. "You look pretty yummy." Saying so as she snatched up a pair of matte red pumps, one of her favorite pairs in fact. With them out she stood up and shut the door with left hip. "Now I need pants!" Going over to her dresser she pulled out a pair of white skin tight leggings, they were more comfortable then they sounded, and a floral design of red, purple, blue, pink, and yellow flowers with it's vine all away around the white. Laying those down on the bed along with the other things she had collected. She started to take off her white tank top and before removing her pants she remembered she needed to shower. "Crap!"

Collecting all her clothes she walked out into the hallway.
"Good morning, sweety." Running his fingers through her hair as he walked by, but stopped abruptly to completely turn around and face her. "What?" She questioned stopping to face him as well. "Did you notice you're only wearing a bra?" He asked with curiosity in his voice and a raised brow. Looking down at herself she gave a nodded and a facial expression of duh and continuously did it until they were eye to eye. "I think I did notice." "Smart ass. He chuckled as he nudged her shoulder, "You leave the house like that and I'll best you." With his last statement his voice and face turned serious causing Alena to keep laughing. "Don't worry, Dad," she reassured, "what I'm wearing with be a few inches longer." Scrunching his eyebrows together he gave a head bob and a thumbs up. "Good deal!" Going from a thumb up to an open palm they both high-fived then departures going their separate ways like nothing happened.

Entering the bathroom she shut the door behind her and laid her clothes down in the closed lidded toilet. Now lets get clean. Going over to the shower she turned the nobs to the perfect mixture of hot and cold, stripped out of her remaining clothing, then got in. As she was in the tub Poker Face managed to slip it's way back into her brain and she began singing it. Amongst the water and the close space of the shower she sounded like an international pop star.

Taking a two minute shower, which was extremely short for her, she got out and quickly dried off. Time to put on my outfit! With a dry body she quickly changed into the outfit she had brought in with her. When it came to dressing Alena had Anaya's felt like she had her own style that people started copying when they had seen her YouTube videos, for the way she dressed she had come across it by herself, not seen someone else do it and like it; she was a trend starting not follower and she would never be.

Once done she turned to look at herself in the full body mirror on the back of the door that happened to be covered in steam. Bending over she picked up her used towel from the floor and swiped it all over the mirror drying it to the best of her abilities, water ran and dripped off of it, but at least she could see herself. With a satisfied smile in the mirror she thought she looked perfect. Makeup or no? With her being a makeup guru she took such good care of her skin that it naturally looked like she was wearing makeup for the most part of the time, so she decided just to put on Covergirl red lipstain. "Finally finished!" She celebrated with herself as she walked out of the bathroom leaving her mess knowing her mom would clean it up later. When going to the living room she noticed the lack of sound, her parents had left while she was in the shower, With no goodbye! With a playful huff to herself she flopped on to the coach with mild wet hair waiting for Katie to arrive.

This is taking to long! With the thought to herself she got up and went outside to wait inside for Katie. When outside she noticed how lovely her moms flowers looked She wouldn't miss a few... With a ear to ear grin she walked down her front porch and began to pick flowers that matched her her pants and wove them into a crown and placed it on her head. It was something she could remember doing a lot with her friends in highschool when they had gotten bored, it was a good memory, very pleasant in fact to her, because in highschool was when she had met her best friend Katie and she wouldn't have changed that for the world.