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❛❛ You can sing? ❜❜ He questioned as he stood in front of her, looking at her up and down.
❛❛ Yeah, Why does it matter? ❜❜ She replied as she catches his eyes on her body.
S: 4 | 16 | 23
E: 9 | 27 | 24
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DANNY brushed her hair as she looked at herself in the mirror. She struggled trying to find the best hairstyle so she decided it down. Her brown eyes, black hair, and outfit, all made her who she was. She kept looking at herself to see if she was satisfied with how she looked for the first day at her school in Germany. She had to admit, she was very nervous but that didn't lower her confidence. She believes first impression counts a lot, and that's what she wanted to be perfect for today.
Danny heard a big bang on the bathroom door, making her instantly look at the door.
"Yo!" Her twin brother yelled on the other side of the door, "How much longer you gonna take?"
"Just a minute, hold on!" She yelled back, getting instantly annoyed.
"That's too long!" He turned the nob, it being locked, "Come on! You're not the only one getting ready."
"Use the bathroom downstairs and quit being so annoying!" She kicked the door out of annoyance.
"Bitch." Was all she heard as her brother's presence faded away as he walked away from the bathroom door.
She rolled her eyes and continued to do her makeup, touching up her lip liner and lip gloss, eyeliner, and mascara. After she was satisfied with the look she stepped back, getting a better view at what she had done. She grabbed the items that was laid out on the bathroom sink. Storing them into the cabinet. Danny got up and unlocked the bathroom door, walking out as she turned off the light behind her.
"Finally!" Was what she heard from her brother, seeing him get out of his bedroom.
"Your fault for waking up late," she shrugged her shoulders knowing that would piss him off, "Shut up." Was all he replied with as he walked towards the bathroom.
She grabbed her backpack from her room and went downstairs, seeing her father and mother at the dinner table.
"Morning," her mother said as she saw her daughter trot down the stairs, "Ready for your first day?"
