Broken: The Diary of Hailey Knight (On Hold)

Journal Entry #13

August 11th, 2030

I am sooooo tired.

I totally hate Rachel right now.

First of all, she dragged me and the girls to this beauty salon, right?

You won't guess what she had done to us, and being specific, me.

Rachel had taken me to get my hair done first.

Gosh.

Lucky me...

Second of all, I now feel all pretty and girly.

Seriously.

I am wearing make-up for the first time in my life, and my hair is all curly and stuff.

Man do I hate having curly hair.

I still remember when my aunt had done that to my hair, and it took hours for my mom to make it straight again.

And the only reason why I don't completely hate her at the second is that she took us out on a shopping spree.

We got to pick whatever fit us, but it had to be Rachel-approved first.

Anyways, tonight's girls' night at this dance club thing Rachel's friend Melissa had told us about.

Apparently, there are suppose to be these cute guys there, around mine and the girls' age, which is fourteen and fifteen, if you think about it.

I don't know which is worse.

Me being a flirt or having that weird feeling when I'm around boys.

I'll just go and see what happens later on.

~Hailey