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Grant was right when he said that he would be at my house early in the morning. It was five o'clock in the morning when my parents came into my room and woke me up saying Grant was already here. I groaned and jumped out of the bed in frustration. I didn't have any time to change or anything. That was until Katelyn came in and told me that she could stall him. Then, for once, I was very thankful for my little sister.

I scrambled to find something to wear consisting of something other than these tight pants and uncomfortable blouse. I grabbed blue jeans with a few rips in them, and a regular black t-shirt. I grabbed some flip flops and I was ready. You may ask why I wear jeans in the summer, it's mainly because I'm usually too lazy to shave my legs and I don't like my legs being seen.

Then I grabbed my keys, wallet and phone as I put my bucket list in my wallet and headed to the bathroom to fix my hair. It looked like I had been through a hurricane so I put it in a pony tail, just to be a little different and headed for my bedroom door. When I opened it, I found a pissed off Katelyn standing there.

"Your Little Boyfriend? He's an ass. A big, hunky ass. He has a nice ass too, just in case you wanted to know." And right after she said that, I knew she wasn't mad anymore and I laughed it off.

"Thanks Kate. I may be gone most of the day, you sure you can handle the house all by yourself?" She nodded happily and gave me a hug, almost suffocating me in the process.

"Love you too Kate." She giggles as she made her way out of my grip and back to her room as I bounced down the stairs.

Grant was propped up by the door, his lean frame leaning against the wall as his arms were crossed. A smirk came across his face when he saw me, probably flustered because of the timing I got ready in and he held out a hand for me to take. Which I was hesitant to grab, but did in the end and he jerked me out the door.

His 1970 Mach One Ford Mustang sat in the driveway. He had owned the car since Freshman year, he had painted it a metallic black since then. I had seen him drive it to school and other places, though it hides in his parents garage the rest of it's life.

He led me to the passenger side and tried helped me in before I smacked his hand away.

"I can handle it just fine." I smiled and he laughed at me then jogged around the car to the drivers seat. He practically fell into his car and pulled out his keys before starting the engine.

"Have a nice fall?" I laughed as he looked over in fake anger.

"Yes, I did. Now, tell me where to go." He was grinning now as he looked at me. I smiled back and I knew exactly where we were going for this wish. I'm glad that everything went as planned last night, because I already had a appointment today. I could've drove myself, but this would be a lot more fun with Grant.

"Rosie's.... the place over there by Dairy Queen? It's a makeup place." He sat there for a second, probably tracking the roads it took to get there.

"Ohhhh yeah, I know where your talking about... Rosie's, don't they do make overs? Like, don't they use all sorts of makeup to show you how beautiful you can be or something?" I nodded and he looked at me skeptically with an eyebrow raised.

"Trust me on this one Grant. This is my next wish. Wish 3: Get A Makeover..." He shrugged his shoulders and nodded an okay before pulling out of the driveway and telling me to turn on the radio if I wished. I found a rock station as we pulled out of the neighborhood.

"Ya know, your just as beautiful without makeup than you are with it on..." I smiled at Grant's words and I suddenly had a fit, almost screaming as I turned up the song that had just started playing.

Hotel California by The Eagles, a very good, classic song. (Up above) I could tell Grant agreed with me as we sang to it the whole way. Which I didn't hate since, surprisingly, Grant was actually good at singing.

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"So, full glam or natural?" The woman named Mahala ask me, as Grant was pouting in a chair not far away. He had refused to come in, ashamed to be seen in "such a girly place" as he called it. Being me, I rolled my eyes and went over to the drivers side of the car before opening the door and and jerking him out, forcing him to follow me. He was almost unable to lock his car from his key fob as I dragged him in the door.

Once in here, he hadn't said a word. He just sat back and watched, acting hurt.

"Full Glam." I answered and she smiled and nodded before grabbing a makeup brush.

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About an hour later, she was finished and Grant had been smiling at me the whole time while we got back in the car. Mahala had done a beautiful dark gray Smokey eye, with full coverage foundation and concealer, contour, blush, highlight, eye shadow (like 5 different shades), eyeliner, fake lashes, brows, and lips.I looked completely different, beautiful to say the least, but very different. Once we were in the car, Grant smiled and glanced at me.

"Are you okay? Am I turning you on or something?" He laughed a little at that but shook his head no.

"I'm okay, it's just I've never seen someone so beautiful." He winked as I giggled.

"Thank you, but sadly your player antics won't work on me." He smiled and laughed, a real smile and laugh.

"So, what's next?" He ask me.

"Wish 4: Go Skydiving. I already have an appointment for both of us to do so. And it's in about an hour!" I said extremely excited. Grant, on the other hand, laughed but banged his head against the steering wheel.

"I swear you're trying to kill me..." He mumbled as I laughed and snapped my fingers.

"Quickly Grant, we don't have all day, let's go." He looked at me, trying to keep himself from laughing but it ended up making him make a really weird face before he started the car once again.

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