CHAPTER FIVE, secret kiss and support

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(anastasia's outfit for this part of the chapter) 

Makeup was always something Anastasia found to be fun

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Makeup was always something Anastasia found to be fun. As a child, her mother taught her the importance of looking your best and taking care of your appearance. Anastasia had learned early on how to accentuate her features with makeup and create different looks. Her makeup collection grew over the years, and soon she had an entire drawer full of different shades of lipstick, mascara, eyeliner, and eyeshadow. Each morning, she carefully applied her makeup, creating a look that was both elegant and striking. She always felt more confident when she had her makeup done, as if she was putting on a mask that could hide her true feelings. And it was a mask, she thought, that she sometimes desperately needed.

Anastasia sat down at her vanity, surrounded by her vast array of makeup products. Sometimes she got overwhelmed by her options, not sure what look to go with. She sighed, leaning forward and examining her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were drawn to her scars, the ones that littered her skin from her past. Sometimes she still caught herself looking at them, wondering if they would ever truly fade away. A lot of her scars were self-inflicted. When she was younger, she would scratch and cut at her skin, a desperate attempt to release the pain and anxiety that plagued her.

As she got older, she realized it was a pointless endeavor, and eventually stopped the harmful behavior. She'd also gotten therapy, which helped a lot. But sometimes she would still feel that urge, the need to punish herself in some way when she felt particularly low. It was a battle she constantly fought, and she wasn't sure if she'd ever truly be free from the demons that haunted her. Anastasia shook her head, forcing her thoughts away from the darkness. She had to stay positive, to focus on the present. She picked up a bottle of concealer, carefully applying it to the scars on her face. She worked quickly, covering up any imperfections. Not only did she have the small scars on her face but it was all on her arms and legs as well.

She was half way done with her makeup routine when she noticed Marcus climbing into her room through the mirror. "What do you want?" She questioned, focusing on her eyeliner. She looked somewhat awkward in the position she was now to get the perfect eyeliner wing.

"Can't a guy visit his best friend in the morning?" Marcus joked, making his way over to her.

"Not when they're supposed to be grounded." Anastasia shot back, her tone light. She couldn't stay mad at him, not when he was standing there with that cocky grin on his face.

"Come on, Stas. I had to see you. It's been days Monday. And I only see you at school which is boring and not enough time to hang out with you." Marcus complained, plopping down on her bed.

"Mmm, it's only been one day. Don't be so dramatic." Anastasia rolled her eyes, smiling despite herself.

"Hey, I can't help it. You're just too amazing to be away from for long." Marcus teases, turning to prop himself up on his elbow as he watched her do her makeup. She was now working on her lipstick. He never understood why she put so much effort into her appearance. He thought she looked beautiful without it. "What's the point of all that makeup anyway? You look perfect without it, bubba." Marcus said, his tone softening as he watched Anastasia carefully apply the deep red lipstick that had become her signature.

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