I puffed out my cheeks tilting my head to get a better look at my reflection. For some reason I gave in to wearing makeup for my whole visit in London. I had black eyeliner wings, mascara, foundation and a very light amount of lipstick on. Personally I didn't think I looked that bad, in fact it looked really nice. Now. To find some 'decent' clothes, apparently baggy clothes isn't something mum wants me wearing around London... But I secretly stashed a bunch in my suitcase anyway...
I was about to go on an adventure to find something to wear, when I almost tripped over a bundle of clothing below my feet. Hmm... I picked it up and held it out in front of me to see it. Now, I don't like dresses but this way actually so cute and looked comfy as hell! I threw it onto my bed and stripped down to my undergarments, then slid it on and adjusted it. Looking down and inspecting myself in the mirror it was actually so beautiful. It was black dress that reached just above my knees. Did I mention it had long sleeves..? Well it does, just like a cardigan type dress, the sleeves reached my knuckles and gripped my arms comfortably. It hung down on my shoulders slightly but still went in a straight line across my chest, not revealing anything, and it was fitted so that when it reached my waist it went out slightly (poofy as you may). I loved it, it was like a jumper-dress! Even though I loved the dress, I still took it upon myself to put on some stockings so it at least felt like I was wearing pants and wore my converse. All that was left was my hair... Sadly the rainbow pastel was starting to fade (it was one of those wash out ones and was done lightly so I wouldn't have it for the wedding), so my hair looked a bit dodgy. Wait! I'll just dye it again! I grabbed my beanie and pulled it over my head to destruct myself from the mess.
Frantically shoving everything into my neighbours car I tied my hair up to keep it out if my face whilst checking the time. 10:45am... I still got time, I thought puffing in exhaust. Mum organised for our neighbour June (who was a sweet old lady) to drive me to the airport. June said she was happy to drive me and if I wanted to make a stop she'd happily oblige. I had two places I needed to go before I left, and the first was to see Cindy for my hair.
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I stumbled out of the car in a rush and raced inside the store. I probably looked like a maniac because I was sprinting around inside searching every corner of the place shouting her name. Finally she popped out of the back room with someone who obviously had their nose pierced. "Wow Raven, calm yo tits! What's wrong with you?" Cindy spoke through laughs. I gave her a small giggle but told her I didn't have long and wanted my hair dyed again. She happily agreed to do something to my faded rainbow mess, which wouldn't take as long as usual.
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"I hope you don't mind it's a little curly but I tried to fix a few split ends. And I think I did a successful job, you now have deep red hair that won't leave so easily." Cindy spoke as she quickly finished off the ends. I gave her a thankful smile and hugged her before leaving. As I was running down the street gripping the beanie in case it fell off my head while I rounded a few corners, finally arriving in a neighbourhood I haven't seen for soo long.
I stood still, scanning the rows of houses to find the one I wanted. When I finally spotted the little polished off wooden house, I broke out into a fast walk whilst pulling my curly dark red hair up into a high ponytail. By now I was on the front step, I knocked twice and stood back nervously fiddling with the beanie. My eyes were focused on the floor in nervousness, but darted forward when the door creaked open.
"What are you doing here?"
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Teen FictionFinally, I reached the door of my room and while I reached for the handle a sigh of relief escaped my lips that no one had caught me running through the house in just a towel. Thank god, I swear I would of died of embar- "Well, well, well... If I kn...