my first horrific date (#starface)

my first horrific date

" it was one of those day's where it was better to stay in bed as everything is going to turn out bad".

Those who had always told me that for my first date, I should dress to impress. They had been the words that had been running around in my head for hours on end, like a bad disease that you couldn't shake. 

My nerves were exploding and coursing through my lungs. If he or anyone had seen me, they would have thrown me away. I finally dug out a red crimson ball gown from the depths of my filthy and well-used closet. I had planned to set aside half an hour to prepare myself. This was the first time i wore the obnoxious grown that dangled precariously from my hanger. 

Caroline exclaimed "It's the summer after high school."  I used to have beautiful skin , i thought to myself, but after i looked in the mirror and noticed my acne. now having to deal with the little pimples that appeared at the worst possible time. suddenly i was breaking out on my cheeks and chin, of the terms, blackheads, whiteheads and cystic acne which would surely stay there for months, but the phrase," beautiful", can mean different things to different people. I used  to think having acne or pimples on my face would cause me to be teased, but having acne is fine; everyone is unique in their own way. 

"How should i proceed"? I can't wear makeup because it would make it ten times more worse than it already is. Now helplessly wandering around the room.

 the date 

"Why?" 

"Why exactly do you mean and, why"? my date let out a long sigh, his fists clenched around the table.  

"Do not begin"? 

I'm not going to lie,I thought you'd look somewhat more prettier than that, but I'm however stuck with his monstrous face, your acne is disgusting , and I'm leaving. 

My best friend walked helplessly right into the room, her face bright and happy. 

At least i thought anything to get rid of these vexing pimples was good new. 

"What?" I exclaimed,"What is it?" as she steadily moves her hand towards me," look what i found a website that sells "starface pimple patches." Worth a shot right?" 

I yelled out the window. "You do realise you're the best friend ever, right?"

At this point , anything was worth a go .

a robotic- looking person in big yellow walks closer to me. 

We wonder in disbelief as Big yellow gets closer and closer with each little step he takes. 

Help me with my pimples , I say as i return my gaze to the mirror. His little robotic hands passed the star pimples patches .

"here's what you wanted right?" 

"oh my god?" thank you so much you have no idea what this means to me but thank you. Thank you Big yellow , as i put on the patches they seem to work and i shut thank you Big yellow as he shoots up into mid air.