"JEWEL WAKE UP!!!! YOU GOTTA GET READY!" Lizzie yelled as she kept on shaking me
"okay.. okay.. OKAY! IM UP!" i said, annoyed.
"god you are so hard to wake up. you sleep like a hobo." she said while walking her way out of the room
"and that makes sense, how?" i said rolling my eyes.
i pulled myself out of my bed and headed to the bathroom and i laughed at the sight of my own reflection. my hair was sticking up in all the weird places and i had red marks on my face. ew.
after my shower i wore a t-shirt and shorts and tied my hair into a messy pony and went to the kitchen just in time to see Lizzie place our breakfast in the plate. it was scrambled eggs and some other stuffs and it smelled so good.
"may i hire you as my personal chef?"
"only if you promise to give me 1000 dollars a month" she said with a straight face.
"nevermind" i said doing my best to keep my face straight. but failed and bursted out laughing, Lizzie joining me eventually.
after breakfast i decided to do some stretching, so i took my yoga mat out and started stretching when my phone rang so i ran to my bedroom and answered it without looking at the caller ID
"hello?"
"hey jewel! its me Ralph. hey uhh.. you still up for the date?" was I still up for it?
"ofcourse i am." i confidently answered. Oh god that wasnt too straight forward, was it?
"great! so im gonna pick you up at around 3 infront of your unit. okay?" he asked. wait.. how did he know where my unit was?
"i know what your thinking but i saw you yesterday entering the condo so yeah.." oh. that makes sense
"well okay. see you at three!" i chirped
"yeah and wear something warm. bye!" he said and ended the call leaving me curious of where he would take me.
i told Lizzie everything and she was screaming with excite. i just rolled my eyes but didnt hide the smile that was coming out due to the excitement i also felt.
"OMG i need to fix you!" she said pacing around the room
"hey! i can fix myself and very well as well." I said feigning hurt and placing my hand over my chest
"i know but im bored and youre on a date and... and.. oh the heck with it! come over here!" she said setting her bag on the desk.
"okay..?" i said, unsure of what to do.
Lizzie pulled a curler out of her bag and plugged it in. then she went over to my closets and picked out my skinny jeans and a tight red long sleeves and boots.
"this is what you are going to wear missy!"
"im fine with anything that isnt a whorefit" i said then we cracked up and tried to sober up as she did my hair and make up. the make up was quite light and not overly done, and my hair was curled but not too much which looked wavy. finally i changed into the outfit Lizzie picked out for me. i slipped into my boots and looked into my full-length mirror.
"wow" was all Lizzie said while i stayed still. still shocked to see myself in the mirror.
"Lizzie you are the best!" i said while giving her a bear hug
"hey now, you're gonna destroy my art! stop it.. i cant breathe.."
"ojay, okay." i said letting her go. "well thanks Lizzie. i dont know what to do without you" i said feeling the tears prickling out of my eyes.
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Not the real me (On Hold)
Teen FictionJewel Stewart. Age seventeen. A High school Senior. Very shy, but to those who she is comfortable with, is loud and caring. On a jog to the park with her bestfriend one morning sets her life into a drama when she meets a person who is bound to chan...
