How is it you? (Henry Mills)

Part 3 Chapter 34

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I recommend you set some free time for this chapter because she is a LONG one! 😆. I know I take forever to update, I'm sorry! Life likes to kick my butt and when things go wrong I don't enjoy writing because I feel like my moods effect what I do with my writing and I wanna give you all my best possible work!

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-Happyduck5
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Day 5: Morning

*Annalynn's POV*

I'm waking up hopeful for today. Despite today probably being a very long day; I get to spend all of it with Hanah in the garden. I will have to overlook the constant feeling of wanting to move simply because it would be best not to as she paints me.

Regina goes along with the events of today and puts me in the perfect outfit for the portrait. Today I am decked out in all colors that remind me of Neverland. Darker colors which will be a contrast to the bright colors I'll be painted under. I will truly be representing Neverland as it is; beautiful but tainted with darker tones.

The dress is very light like yesterday's red dress without any fun cape. I will not be uncomfortable today. The sleeves are off the shoulder, allowing for my soft skin to be showing more like it also did yesterday. The sleeves are also see though which I worry may be a challenge for Hannah. The straps are about an inch thick to actually hold up the dress on my chest. Surprisingly enough this dress has allowed me to look at my body more in the mirror because of the small illusion gap between my breasts. I have not noticed my chest has been growing. The brown and tan beads that make up the bodest is pretty. But again, I fear it make be details that could become a problem for Hannah to get right. The shoes look more older than everything else. It's dark green olive color matches the tool of the dress perfectly. Buckled onto my feet, these shoes are very different. The necklace that wraps around my neck is made purely out of rocks and stone. The biggest one handing just above my cleavage as if it was meant to draw some attention. Possibly only to get my attention. I had not noticed my own growth, is that normal?

More fathers dangle from ears. Today they are brown to match the bodest of my dress. Longer earrings seem to make my face look thinner. The makeup done on my face is a detail I am sad wont be as big of a deal in the painting. My eyeshadow is a very light golden daffodil color which doesn't seem like something to take much of a look at but the eyeliner is what bring it all together. A teal line draws at the top and bottom lines of my lashes causing my Jupiter green eyes to pop. My lips, plump in a light shade of pink. All the attention in the eyes. My hair flows done my back, half up in three different sections of my head in odd braids I don't care the know they name for and half of it done. The look of my ever growing cleavage causes me to move the bottom half of my hair on my shoulders to hide the look better. I wouldn't want anybody staring.