Hair Dye & Emotion

Chapter 23

*Alicia POV*

The clock was ticking closer and closer to 6 'o' clock... The time Michael was picking me up to take me on our date. He had told me to dress casually and I had emptied my closet trying to find something perfect to wear. Lucy had been hear earlier but went home because Ashton was making her enchiladas, her latest craving. I sighed and picked up my phone to call Lucy. Choosing something to wear was proving more difficult than I originally thought. After a couple of rings of the annoying dial tone, someone answered.

"Hey Alicia, it's Ash. Lucy is throwing up again. I was worrying at order but apparently it's one of the side effects of pregnancy. I think it's because she ate 5 enchiladas. What's up?" I laughed but considered my opinions when it came to asking Ashton for fashion advice.

"Ash.. I don't know what to wear on my date with Michael"

"Gok Wan at your service. Just wear what you would usually wear. Skinnies, band tee etc. I'm not telling you where he's taking you but I can tell you that band tees and skinnies are appropriate." I heard Lucy scream in the background.

"Ashton Irwin! I fucking hate you for getting me pregnant!" I laughed at how forward she was being.

"Baby, you don't hate me, you hate the side effects of being pregnant. Do you love me?!" The other end went silent for a moment.

"I guess I do you loveable little shit!" Ashton and I laughed.

"Anyway thanks Ashton. I need to get ready I only have an hour before Michael picks me up."

"I'll never understand why you girls need so long to get ready... Wait scratch that. Luke takes so long to do his hair! Anyway go get ready! I'll tell Lucy you called after she stops hating me" he laughed and said goodbye before hanging up. I sighed and threw my phone down on my bed. Marching back over to the wardrobe, I pulled the wooden doors open and looked through my various band tees, stopping to pull out a pair of ripped skinny jeans and my favourite pair of grey vans and throw them on the bed behind me. In the end I decided on a You Me at 6 singlet. After pulling the clothes over my body, I walked to the vanity in the corner of my new bedroom to do my hair and makeup. I curled my hair, burning my ear twice in the process and covered my hair with hairspray to make sure the curls didn't drop out. I applied my makeup. Concealer, foundation, a little blusher. I then did my eyeliner, adding a flick at the end before applying eyeshadow to create a smoky effect and mascara. I topped it off with my favourite red lipstick. I added the yin and yang necklace Lucy got my for my 16th birthday and added my bracelets before pulling a jacket out of my wardrobe that only covers half my arms. I looked at the clock and saw that Michael would be here in 10 minutes. To pass time, I looked over my appearance in the mirror and scowled. This was my response whenever I looked at myself. I had little confidence left in myself after my ordeal with Jason. Months of mental, physical and verbal abuse had brought me to be the way I am now. I didn't think I was ugly, I just felt ugly all the time. I remembered what I promised Michael. I promised I would tell him just what happened between me and Jason. I couldn't delay this any longer. I was going to tell him tonight. Telling him may help me let go of what happened in the past. It would help me to get back the person I used to be, which is exactly what my goal was. A horn beeping outside broke me out of my reverie which I was thankful for. I ran down the stairs and pulled open my front door, pocketing my keys and phone as I did.

"Hey Mikey." I closed the car door behind me.

"Hey beautiful, ready to go? I love your shirt by the way" I blushed and tried my best to ignore the fact that he had called me beautiful and smiled.

"Yeah, I'm ready." He pulled off of mine and Lucy's street and pulled onto the highway. "Where exactly are you taking me Michael?" He just chuckled.