Belle's POV
Here I was, dressed in light blue strapless dress that ended till my knees and wearing baby blue flats (I wasn't a fan of heels) and hairband on my loose hair that kept it in place.
I never really wore dress but Aunt Milicent dressed me up as if I was going on a date. She said that I might find a guy at the kissing booth who will sweep me off my feet. I felt something fishy going on in my aunt's mind but I ignored it.
I refused to wear makeup as I wasn't able to handle such kind of heaviness on my face. I had a sensitive skin and so my skin will react immediately to something unhealthy.
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I was standing in my kissing booth beside Jane's.
Who is Jane? She's the Queen of the college. All guys wanted to be her boyfriend. She wasn't much of a slut but she did slept with guys. She was really beautiful but had a really bad attitude.
Right now she was touching up her makeup standing wearing a revealing crop top and mini skirt. She had heavy makeup on her face and red lipstick on lips making her lips look bigger and fuller.
How was I suppose to compete with such a beauty who had all the boys worshipping her?
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Once Upon A Kissing Booth
Historia Corta#1 in fest #114 in Short Story A short story on how a kissing booth brought two lovers together