MAIA'S POV
"Eva, is hairspray really necessary?? My hair is heathy anyway!!"
I'm currently sitting in the Chair of Doom aka Eva's makeup/haircare stool.
"Help me Lord"
"Why are you making me go to this stupid dance anyway?"
"For the simple fact that it is your senior year Maia and for three whole years, you have made absolutely no memories. So tonight you are making some fucking memories. I don't care if the memory is you getting drunk and rolling down a hill! It could be anything, just make a fucking memory Maia!"
By this time, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying. This is why Eva is my best friend.
"Alright outfit time!!!" She blindfolds my eyes carefully so as not to smudge the makeup.
"What is this for?!"
"You're not allowed to see the outfit until your 100% dressed and ready. "
"Why not??!?!"
"Cuz you'll pussy out, that's why!!"
She leads me into a room and leaves me there for a few seconds. She comes back and I feel a brush of satin against my arm.
" Alright now, raise your arms..... put this arm through this hole here and this one here."
She tugs up the zipper and without seeing it, I already like the dress. It doesn't feel too tight or too loose and it feels comfortable.
" Alright, open your eyes!!"
I take off the blindfold carefully and gasp at myself in utter disbelief.
" Eva, oh my god....."
DUN DUN DUN!!!! CLIFFHANGER!!! Lol don't hate me guys her outfit will be revealed next chapter. I do not have an update schedule I update when I update so be patient.
P.S to the ppl I follow wattpad is a female dog nd wont let me read ur comments so sorry guys!! Bye bye awesome nerds!!!
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