Does It Really Matter?

Sammy's Dreams

Me and Alice stood at our doorway,watching Aunt Irina reverse out of the driveway.

"Have a nice holiday!" I yelled just before she drove off.I sighed."Come on,Alice.lets go inside.She skipped back inside,and I followed after.Why?Why do we need adult supervision anyway?I'm 17,who said I needed a baby sitter?

Aunt Irene said Sammy would be here in about five minutes.Nothing much you can do in five minutes.Thats when I hear the loud beat of music coming for outside.Opening the front door I find her-Aunty Sammy.She's bobbing up and down with the beat,making her glossy long ponytail fly everywhere.Her bulgy sunglasses cover half her face but I could tell she wore a lot of make up due to the Bright red lipstick.I nearly vomitted when I found she was wearing leopard print leggings and 6-inch high heels.She turned the radio off from her red convertible and waved her manicured hand at me.

"Amber!Oh,my god.Look at you!You're nearly as tall as me!" And he trotted over too give me a bear hug,engulfing me in her lavender perfume."Now where's my Little Aligator!AAAALLLLLIIII!"

And she walked straight in like she owned the place.Alice stood there,hands behind her back ad looking down.

"Ali!Ali Ali Ali Ali!You're so tall and pretty!You'll become a supermodel one day,or design clothes like me,Sammy!" she squealed.Urgh...I headed out to her sleek red car and used all my muscle power to hoard out her huge black suitcases.Whats with this lady,does she have like a whole suitcase full of makeup?You wouldn't need that unless you were to give a really ugly geek a makeover,urgh.But that's when It hit me....What if she IS going to give me a makeover!Like last time when I slept she smothered literally a centimeter-thick coat of makeup on me.Somebody kill me.Now.

After exactly 3 and a seventh agonizing minutes if bringing Sammy's suitcases in,I finally got to rest.Before I could enjoy watching my favorite documentary,Sammy came in and through herself on the couch next to me.

"So Amber,how's school?" She knew the answer to that one.She sighed."Still getting teased?Bullied?Listen girlfriend,I guarantee all if that will be gone once I-" I cut her off short,Because I knew what was coming.

"No!No,no,no.No makeup,no fake eyelashes no nothing!I'm fine,really."

She just shook her head."'No that's not what I meant.Just listen.Instead if going all makeup and all that...what about,like,I don't know,a facial?Wax?Closet makeover?Contacts?Its all natural!Trust me!You'll look fit and beautiful in no time!We,together could kick those meanies buts!" She said dreamily,and continued."Imagine,all the boys will be in their knees,girls would be begging for forgiveness,and you could be the unforgivable,beautiful goddess who like,stands above all!Ive always wanted to be that girl,but you'll pull it off.You don't realize that you're actually real beautiful,Tall,slim,just some finishing off and BOOM!Nerdy girl?Think again." And then she zoned out in her dreamland of turning me into a Barbie doll,quietly singing 'What makes you Beautiful' by one direction.Urgh.But I still considered the offer.What If I DID have a makeover?I don't know....maybe I should but I don't want to completely change.But I like the thought of towering over Paige and her Barbie gang,simply being awesome...

"Sammy?" She snapped out of her daze.

"What up?"

"I think....I think I'll do it.