Forever Academic Rivals

Chapter 12: Red Eyeshadow.

Scarletts POV:

When the clock hits 2, more like my alarm for 2 goes off, I start getting ready for my date with Ethan. I'm so excited to see him for no reason. I mean I hate the guy and yet I cannot wait to be near him again. I'm not even sure how to feel about him anymore. He's cute, like a puppy, but hot, like Chris Evans. I don't know anymore.

I showered this morning and it was an everything shower, but I should probably shave again, just incase cause you never know what could happen and you got to make sure you didn't miss anything right? So I ended up taking another shower. Another everything shower. Once I shaved everywhere and did my whole shower routine, even a body scrub, I got out and wrapped a towel around my body and one around my hair. 

I then dried myself off, put lotion on, then I put on my robe. I soon brushed my teeth, twice, once with charcoal toothpaste to brighten my teeth, and one with normal toothpaste just to be thorough cause once again, you never know what's going to happen. I even used a tongue scraper to make sure my breath doesn't smell. 

I then did my skincare while my hair was still wrapping in a towel to keep it out of the way. I did my three step proactive then sunscreen and moisturizer and my serum. After I finished, I took my hair down and used my blow dryer brush and heat protectant to do the perfect blowout. It looks really good. Perfect in fact. My bangs frame my face perfectly and my layers look professionally done. Like a fresh, salon grade blowout. I thank my cousin for getting me this magical styling tool. I love my hair so much.

I then left the bathroom and checked the time. It was 4:07. I took a long time in the bathroom apparently. I was pretty busy in there though. Got to make sure I look good tonight. Eye catching. Glance snatching. Blank staringly good.

I only have 2 hours left to do my makeup and get dressed. That should be enough time. I think.I hope. Let's pick out my outfit first. He said something casual but I want and need it to look good, great in fact. 

I search for the perfect outfit for about 10 minutes before I settle on a red crop top with black baggy cargo pants, and a ferrari bomber jacket, with red and black jordans. I love street style so that is what I aim for when i'm outside of school. My followers love it, but most importantly, I do.

I then put the outfit on and start to do my makeup. I go for something natural but I add red eyeshadow and a matte, and not too bright lipstick to match the outfit. I do light coverage foundation, little concealer, some blush and highlighter, and I fill in my eyebrows and add so eyeliner and false lashes with mascara. Once I'm done I look in the mirror. Goddamn I look good. 

I still have about 30 minutes before Ethan is supposed to be here but he still hasn't texted me at all. I don't dwell on it and I take a few mirror pictures with different poses, choose the best one, and upload them to my instagram and instantly get 20 likes. Even if I'm considered a nerd at school because I aim high to achieve my dreams, I would say I am pretty popular. I have like 20,000 followers on instagram but I only have 7 posts including the one just uploaded. My cousin mostly tells me what to post because she is more into stuff like that but I do it on my own every once in a while. Once in a while being 2 times being this one and one a while ago.

I make my way downstairs and my dad is nowhere to be found. He is most likely working. He does that a lot but I like how he makes and effort to be in my life unlike my mom. She left one day when I was round 5. I'll never understand why. It seemed like she loved us very much but at the same time, I don't remember her much. I was told that that was a mental health thing but I don't know much about it. At think point I don't care. If she doesn't want to be around em, I don't want to be around her.

I look at the time on my phone and its 5:57. He should be here any time now so I wonder where he is any why he isn't responding to me. The clock hits 6 and he still isn't here. Did I get the date wrong? He said tonight right? Was he just messing around with me? No he would not do that. He is just a little late. He would not ghost me. Right? I mean, he said he liked me, so why would he. I don't even like him and yet I'm so worried hen he isn't even 3 minutes late. I mean who knows how far away his house is, he could have just left and go stuck in traffic. He wouldn't leave me. he can't. He is a little late. Everything is fine. He is just stuck in traffic and will show up any minute now. Right? Yeah, he just left is house a little late. Or maybe I got the time wrong?

God, I need to stop going into these fucking spirals. They aren't good for my overthinking. He will be here, he is just running late. Or did he forget about me? Did he ghost me for the fun of it? Just make me think he likes me just so I would like him back so it would hurt more when he said he didn't like me?

No, no stop, he will be here. I know he will be here. 

I hope.

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