matt martians -
southern isolationchapter eleven
after last nights successful turn out, I actually managed to get a full eight hours of sleep for the first time in a long time.
I did forget to message marquise last night but my sleep came before boys .
I opened my snap and saw a message from him.
"kiesha?" I asked myself, very confused.
oh, he was calling me kiesha because yesterday he said I looked like my name was kiesha.
I looked at my reflection in my phone. my hair was a curly mess but it looked cute. I got up and quickly ran to my vanity and applied some red lipstick.
yeah I know it was gross as hell to be putting on lipstick before brushing your teeth but I couldn't lie, marquise was fine and I had to make him believe I was cute 24/7
I puffed up my hair and sent a snap back.
I still had my lashes on from last night, but he's a guy, he wouldn't notice.
I got up and made my bed , putting the cushions in colour-coordination.
I put my phone down on the lamp table beside my bed and then put my lipstick back on my vanity.
I went to the bathroom , removed my lashes and rubbed the lipstick off.
I done my hygiene and got dressed into jogging bottoms and a tank top. I was planning on staying home. these past few days i've been to everyone else's house except my own.
I went to vanessa's room and knocked the door.
"come in." she says from the other side of the door.