Project: Getting revenge

Makeovers

"Rise and shine!" says a voice as the curtains are pulled back.

I groan, pulling the covers up over my face.

"No, no no! Get up, get up!"

I groan. "Make me."

The person clearly saw that as a challenge, as a few seconds later the covers are yanked off, and im literally dragged out of bed.

"Ugh!" I groan.

There is a muffled laughter before the voice says: "hurry up sweetheart, it's a big day today."

"Mike?!" I yawn.

"The one and only."

I stand up and hit him on the head before heading to the kitchen and making breakfast.

I check my watch. 6:30 am?!

"MIKE!!! COME HERE YOU FUCKTARD!" I scream.

A slightly scared Mike comes running into the kitchen.

"Phoebe!" He says with a forced smile.

"Why did you wake me up at 6:30 in the morning?"

"Well, we have school today and-"

"I get up at 8 in the morning Mike. 8 fucking in the morning! Not this 6:30 crap!"

He gives me a look like a frightened mouse.

"We were going to get your mum to get you to try on some makeup. I woke you at 6:30 so we would have more time."

"Makeup?" I say in disbelief.

"Yes Phoebe, makeup."

I scrunch my nose in disgust.

"Why?"

"Because you, my friend are in need of a makeover."

"I didn't sign up for makeup!"

"Well that's part of the deal. Its in the fine print."

I scoff " What fine print?"

He just grins. "come on, your mum Is waiting."

He drags me into the bathroom where my mum is sitting.

"There you are!"

I force a smile.

"Sit down, we've got a lot of work to do." She pushes me into a seat, with a grin. I sit there with a horrified look on my face.

She starts applying things on my face with lightning speed.

"There! Now go get changed."

I grab my usual sweatpants and hoodie, but she stops me.

"No. Not those." She says, pulling out a pair of shorts and a peach coloured top with frills at the bottom.

"No way am I wearing that. Do you want me dressing like a slut?"

Mum laughs. "Wear it. NOW."

I crinkle my nose, but do as she says. I come out, and look at myself. I look completely different.

...

My hair is out, and my eyes look big, with black mascara on.

"Hurry along now. Next week we are going to the beautician to get you a haircut, manicure, ear piercing and wax."

I cringe. "Are they all really nessisary?"

"Yes." she says in a tone, saying that that is final.

I sigh. "Fine."

She smiles. "Good girl."

I meet Daniel at the door.

"Ready?" he asks.

"Yep." I answer.

He shows me to his car.

"Nice ride." I say.

"Thanks." he smirks.

I hop in the passenger side, and he starts the car.

It pulls into the school, and the first sentence I hear is: "Hol-y-shit." It's Kyle.

I stifle a laugh and open the car door.

"Who is she?" Kyle again.

"Screw her, who's HE?" Says a high pitched voice, and that, would be Tanya.

I step out of the car and wait for Daniel, who takes my hand.

We walk to the office and collect the stuff that Daniel needs for his classes, then meet up with the other two.