Genevieve Jackson a 17 year old girl that has mental health issues. Her parents are usually are always on business trips so she never sees them often. She doesn't have many friends due to her being a very quite person and shyness.She takes pills to...
I wake up to someone shaking the living life out of me.
I shot up from laying down to on my elbows opening my eyes. "What- what going on" I turn and see Giselle sanding there so I lay back down and groan.
"I want us to look cute at school today so come on" before I could even protest she was already dragging me out my room into hers.
I walk to her bed and sit at the end of it while I watch her rummage through her drawers.
After a few minutes she holds up a white spaghetti string strap shirt with a brown cardigan and tan jeans with pockets on the sides.
For her she picked a white long sleeve crop top and brown boot cut jeans.
I don't know how to feel about this outfit I mean it's cute in all but I don't really like the part where it shows my stomach because I'm insecure about it, but I complain.
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"Ahh we look perfect" I smile as I take the clothes from her hand she turn around and we both start getting dressed.
"You know this weekend you and me should get a make over". I don't really know what you do when you get make over so I'm guessing you just looks different maybe.
"What mean" I finish putting the clothes on she gave and I fold them up one on top of each other.
"I mean we get my dad's credit card and don't worry he said I could". That was a relief at first I thought she wanted us to steal it.
I nod and let her continue.
"We get our hair, nails face, and others things done just stuff that makes you feel more confident in yourself".
I guess it wouldn't hurt to have a make over on the weekend instead of just staying at home doing nothing.
We both go into the bathroom and get ready we brush our hair and teeth along with curling my hair with a curling iron.
After we finish getting ready we head down stairs and a the smell of breakfast being made spreads through my nose.
"Buenos dias muchachas" her mom said I know what she said I mean who doesn't know that means good morning girls in Spanish.
(Translation: Good morning girls)
"Morning" me and Giselle both say in sync.
Mrs. Carter smiles and continues to make breakfast. Me and Giselle both talk about this weekend and what were going to do when we heard foot steps from the stairs.
It felt time had slowed down when Lincoln came in the room.
His beautiful icy blue eyes sparkling in the light as he walks.
Genevieve get it together!
I see Giselle start waving her hand in my face and snap out of my little trans. "Were you listening to anything I even said" whoops "hmh" I hum and she throws her hands up in disbelief.
She starts to pout but then it turn into a smirk and I just give her a confused look.
"You were looking at my brother weren't you"? My starts to heat and I just like a hot tamale " n-no I w-wasn't".
"Then why all of a sudden you start getting flustered and start stuttering". She starts smirk even harder, I feel trapped I need to go to the bathroom.
"Can you show me where the bathroom is" she stopped smirking and pointed to where the bathroom is.
I get up from my seat and start walking over to the bath room when my head hit a hard chest which I'm guessing made them lose their balance due to it being unexpected.
I start falling forward and they fall back ward and we both us up on ground with me top.
I look up to see who it is and just to my luck it's Lincoln. I keep falling when I'm around him I'm so clumsy.
My hands rest on his chest while his legs are spread apart and I'm in between them. I can smell his minting breath because that's how close we are I mean our lips are centimeters apart.
His heavy hand rest on my lower back with a slight force I'm guessing it's from the impact.
One of my curls fall in my face and I watch him pick up his hand and push the curl that fell in front of my face behind my ear.
He softly rubs the pad of his thumb along my left cheek.
I start blushing so hard. I see a genuine smile creep up on his face which me smile as well.
"Thank you" my voice is low which makes it more like a whisper sword of thing.
"Your welcome and watch where your going next time" he replies and I nod my head.
I use my hands and push my self up off of his body so he can get up as well.
He stands up at his full length which makes me look like a midget, he dust himself off and walks over to the table.
I get up as well and make my way to the bathroom.
Once I get in there I slide down the door with a huge smile on my face.
