Makeup and clothes

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I walked back to my bed. I couldn't miss the first day of school. I had to do something. I called Andre. 

Y/n - I need your help

A- are you okay?

Y/n - the bruises..

A- I'm coming up now

I hung up. 

He was at my door in seconds. 

A- alright sit on the bench so I can see in the light. 

I sat on the bathroom bench and looked at Andre. I could see the hurt in his face.

He grabbed out some foundation and dabbed it on my face, focusing on the cheek that was bruised. 

A- if you can, leave your hair down, and wear some coverage on your arms? 

Y/n- okay. 

Y/n- wait does Tristan know?

A- what. 

Y/n - did you tell Tristan about the whole situation

A- well, yeah. 

Y/n- o-kay 

A- y/n I'm so sorry, I didn't think it would be a problem, really I- 

Y/n- Dre it's fine. I'm okay, just don't tell anyone else. 

He finished applying the makeup. 

I got him to do it since sometimes I can't see the things he sees on my face properly. 

By the time we had finished, it was time to go to school. We said goodbye to pa who was the only other person at home and drove to school. God, I'm not excited. 


We arrived at school. Holy shit it was huge. 


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