Just Follow Me

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Thump. "You might want to change into something nicer..." As I flung the public bathroom door open, I was instantly cut off by what I saw before me. With seemingly effortless grace, my sister perfected her lipstick in the mirror and hiked her slender, toned leg onto the basin to apply a blister plaster to her ankle.

Her golden dress shimmered and rippled under the harsh synthetic white lights.

Compared to the grimy, bleach smelling tiles - she was a Disney Princess cardboard cutout who really didn't belong here.

The dress had nothing fancy to it, it was just a plain cut fabric, but Nadia made it look like it was worth a million dollars. Or a million stars.

"What do you think?"

"You look great!" Although I was rather jealous, I gave away the compliment honestly.

"I always have spare clothes with me, just in case," she laughed, then threw her lipstick into her bag at lightning speed. Somehow it landed with a sparkly, plastic-y "kachak" and somehow it was probably exactly in the right place. I just knew it. I had to go now. We had to go.

Being late meant we would miss out on chances to meet people... people... I tried to erase the thought of Alex's cute face and laugh, but it just burst like a bubble only to reappear again. It filled me with a rush of dread mixed with sickly sweet anticipation. Nadia continued checking her reflection, unfazed.

"I just went in there and there's loads of famous YouTubers! I don't know what's going on... I just talked to Alfie Deyes and I swear I saw Phil behind the bar doing something! I don't know what... I just can't show up there like this..." Through my embarrassment, it was hard to catch my breath. Maybe it's because I knew that in reality, there were no clothes that could mask how I felt inside or cover up for my lack of social skills. I was truly a mess.

Nadia wasted no time and just took me by the arm, prepared or not - out into the shopping corridor.

"Just follow me, we can find you something to wear." She smiled a smile that was a little forced but at the same time endearing. I really did love my sister. She was always looking out for me, even when I was being a little bitch. Which was like, right now.

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