Chapter 6-New Me?

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~Laura

"Rydel! My feet hurt!" I whine.

"You just put the shoes on. How do they hurt already?" She asks herself more than me.

"Maybe because I've never worn heels before." I look at her about to take the shoes off.

"That makes sense..." she shrugs. No! Don't. Take. Them. Off." Rydel says pulling my hand away from my shoes.

"They hurt..." I look down at them and pout like a 5 year old.

If it wasn't bad enough! I totally changed! Instead of my old all same length straight hair, I have layered curly hair.

And my makeup I will admit, does look great. But I'm not use to it.
Especially without my glasses.
Contacts have changed my whole look for sure.
Rydel has connections with people.

I mean she is rich after all.

She was able to get me contacts within the mall.

And my style... I admire my clothes in the mirror. I looked hot!

Which is something I've never said about myself before.

I'm just amazed I put the converse heels on.

I mean I already love converse.

But converse heels definitely aren't easy.

"Ready?" She asks.

"For what?"

"To show Ross." She smiles.

Ross... I kind of forgot he was still here.

"S-sure." I stammer.

"Stay here." She says with excitement.

I pace back and forth in the dressing room. What if he doesn't like it? What if he thinks of me as one of 'those girls. What if-

"I'm proud to present the new, and improved,
Laura Marano.

Oh no...

~Ross

Rydel comes running up to me pulling me into the store outside of the dressing room. I sit down and wait for Laura to come out.

If I'm honest I'm nervous.

But so excited at the same time.

What if-

"I'm proud to present the new, and improved, Laura Marano!" She gestures to the dressing room.

Here I am expecting Laura to come out and...
Nothing.

"Laura!" She yells.

Still nothing.

Getting impatient I stand up walking a little closer.

"Laura get your hot butt out here!"

Laura finally walks out.

One leg after the other.

Her skin glowing.

Her hair long and curled.

Her converse.

Her skirt. Oh my god. That skirt.

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