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Quince

Quince

I'm at home. Waiting for the hours to pass by until I have my date with Max. My mind has been trying to run through all the scenarios of which he could be telling me. He said it was nothing bad so it has to be good, right? He said that he had to get it off his chest. I am so confused right now it is unbelievably unreal.

I told Libby, Hannah and Lindsey that he was taking me somewhere tonight to get something off their chest and they told me I would be losing my virginity and that I needed to keep my brick wall up to not let him in. I feel like maybe they were just joking, but honestly I hope he is not thinking of going that far tonight. We only just reunited and kissed.

I don't even know when he's coming to my house, when he's picking me up and I have been procrastinating for the last hour of not getting ready for this date. Shit, I should have started getting ready. God please forgive me for being this lazy.

I jump up from my bed and begin to stroll on over to my wardrobe. He said he was taking me to dinner, but dinner where? At a fancy restaurant? A diner? McDonalds? I guess if he was living up to standards he would take me to a fancy restaurant and not McDonalds. Now I bet he is taking me to McDonalds. Dang, I jinxed it!

I look through all my dresses that have been hung up and think about what outfits I have worn before. I cannot go in the same outfit as last time or that would be catastrophic.

I decide to go with a quite formal outfit, but not too formal that it could scare Max away. The dress looks like a top and skirt, but its joined up at the back making it look super cute. The top half of the dress looks like a grey long sleeved top that you would wear in winter to snuggle up in. The bottom half looks like a knee length black pencil skirt. My shoes that I have decided on are black wedges with my toes peeking out at the front. Now all I need to do is hair and makeup.

Luckily I showered earlier to get rid of all that grossness I was experiencing at school today. I don't think I got any disgusted looks and I really hope I didn't. That is the last thing I want people to think of me as. Skank.

I go over to my dressing table and pin my hair back out of my face. I need to look perfect for tonight. I look through tumblr to see any makeup looks I can try. With the tag fierce makeup look a lot of smokey eyes are coming up. The other option is just black. Black all over your face.

I'm going all out. Smokey for the win. I begin my makeup look by moisturizing my face. I then put on my foundation, powder, the normal things girls do when they want to look REALLY good. Normally I skip the powder and foundation on a school day because I don't need it, but tonight I want to look extra good with Max and for myself. Maybe I can snap some instagram pictures and get my feed looking perfecto!

Then its onto my eyes. The eyes are my main focus of this look because I need them to look fierce and gorgeous. I want Max to keep looking at my eyes because I have always felt they are my strong subject of my face. I put on white eyeshadow then black then grey and blend it all together. The normal smokey eye way and I then apply eyeliner around both sides of my eyes and then some false eyelashes. I think I look hot. The finishing touch that is left for me to do is my lips. Usually on a date I would do a luscious red lip, but today I feel like doing a peachy pink colour to make my lips look more natural than my eyes. I look in the mirror and smile. I'll send a picture to Libby and see what she thinks.