Hey guys before I start this next chapter. I want to thank all of you, for who commented on the last chapter. I was kind of getting on the writers block edge. So thank you. Now, I can get a clear view on what to write and such sort. So I give a shout out to all of you. Please comment, vote, even fallow if you some how like this crazy story. So, if you read this short author notes. Haha, thank you? I guess. Anyway, here is the next update.
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I viewed myself in the mirror. I can hardly make myself out. My eyebrows were plucked, and looked nice. Light peach eye-shadow was gently brushed against my eye-lids. Then dark blood red-lipstick was plastered on my lips and light pink blush was brushed against my cheeks. I looked nice. That was just the make-up. My hair was completly straight. She color tipped my hair down brown and the top of my head was my natrual hair color. Blond.
My out-fit was outstanding. Dark red, blood tank top and a black bra. The bra was showing a bit above the tank top. My black leather jacket hid the bra, but only a little bit. I had tight black leggings on. They were sure shiny too. Wow, so childish. Black leather healed boots. I was going to break my neck in these. I looked at Christina. Her eyes boggled.
"Omg!" she shouted. "It looks perf... He's going to drool!"
"I really don- you think so?" I asked. I turned around and I looked at my behind in the mirror. "It's kind of tight. Plus! I do not think my mom will approve."
"Psh, you will only wear this to the party!" she exclaims.
"I am not going." I spat. I walk over to her bed and sit down.
"Oh yes you are. And your going to have revenge!"
"Is revenge everything to you?" I asked her. She didn't answer. "Sorry, but... Maybe he is worth talking to. Maybe I can..."
"Then, you can go."
"I don't know." I say. "I don't think I am ready to talk to him yet."
"But you just said that maybe he deserved forgivness." she replied. I bit the inside of my cheek. "So, like I am very confused on what you mean." I rubbed my arm. She sat on her dark pink bean-bag.
After we sat there for about ten minutes of non-talking. I cleared my throat.
"Your right." I finally say. Her head perks up and she snorts silently. Was she falling asleep?
"Hm, yeah?" she asked. I roll my eyes. "What about?"
"We should go to the party..."
Hey guys, sorry for the crapy chapter again. I became busy for the last few hours. But, I am back. Watching me Supernatural and DEAN <3 Anyway, here it is. Um, I am very slow on intrducing things. So please bear with me... As always. Comment whatcha thinking about it. Vote if you some how liked it. And fallow if you like this story so for. (If you would) Don't want to make you guys do stuff (facepalm) now I just sound stupid. Oh well... Anyway, please co- I just said that. Oh well. THANK YOU IF YOU READ THIS LONG LECTURE OF MINE... HAHAHA!
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~Stephy & Alyssa