Marie

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   "Starface? Girl, what I look like, messing with somebody named Starface." I asked my best friend Ashley, as she used the restroom, before we went to second period . I continued to pop the pimples on my face, particularly the huge one that set on the tip of my nose, in the schools, bathroom mirror. Growing up, I had next to perfect skin, now, not so much. After having a breakout, one day. I used some acne medicine that burned my face, which had me skeptical about using anything else on my face, other then clear water and baby pee. Checking for any more pimples, I reached in my purse for a witch hazel pad. I wiped my red nose with the pad, before throwing it away.
    "Joke all you want Marie. You see me."  She said, exiting the stall. She smiled. She showed me each of her cheeks, as she did the milly rock, she was glowing. "You can just call me Starface." She told me, smoothing her face. I laughed.
    "You are so corny." I replied . "It's really not that bad." I looked in the mirror. What was I thinking, it looked hideous.
"Girl, you look like Rudolph dropped his nose, and you picked it up for safe keepings." She replied, washing her hands. Making me feel more self conscious. I rubbed my sore nose.
"You ain't right." I told her, shaking my head. We walked out the restroom, and down the stairs, the bell rung.  "Ohh, let get to class. Before my mom be calling up here, talking about an unexcused absence." I said Slightly jogging.
"It's a half day." She yelled.
"You know my mom." I hollered behind me.
   "Right behind you, Scarface.." Ashley replied, still picking.

   Ashley and I got to our chemistry classroom, just in time. The school announcements, came on the loud speaker as I made my way to my desk, shielding my nose with my books. I sat down, arms holded, as I lay my head down.

"Class lets all welcome, our special guest. Starface." Ms. Richards, excitedly introduced the guest. "She's a pimple popper warrior." She told the class, geeked. I had to keep from laughing.
    "Raise you hand, if you want to be a Star." Starface asked in her sassy ness. I raised my hand. Looking around, I was the only one with my hand up.
    "But do you have the face." Starface asked me, approaching my dest. Shy I shook my head no.
    "I have the worst acne, black heads and really sensitive skin." I told Starface. She only smiled at me.
    "Let's see what we can do about that, Darling." Starface told me. As lots of little glowing Starfaces, surrounded my dest. In a blink they were gone, and Starface held up a mirror. I smiled My face was flawless.

"Wake up! " Ashley said shaking my dest. I jumped up, checking my face.
    "Yeah, they still there." She said. I gave her a worried look.
    "I need Starface, now!"

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