Andrea Lucas
I wasn't mad at Kaiden. I was just shocked.
Today was friday, the party was today. Me and Lynaé decided on getting ready together at 7pm. The party started at 10. 3 hours should be enough, right?
Right.
It's currently 7:30. I'm doing my makeup right now, Lynae's attempting to put on a wig right now. I had to help her cornrow her hair because she'd just took her braids out. I asked her why she didn't just wear her natural hair.
I've never been glared at so hard a day in my life.
"Damn, you focused as hell, Lynae." I laughed, looking over at her.
She had a black buss down on her head, it complemented her light skin tone. She didn't have on her glasses right now so I could see her beautiful freckles. She smiled at my comment, her dimples were like little pools on her cheeks.
Xavier lucky as fuck.
When I first saw her, I considered being gay. I took back my consideration because dick is just too good.
Around an hour later, I was done with my makeup, she was done with her hair. Lynae didn't need makeup, she didn't wear it because 'I'm not going to spend 14 hours drawing on freckles I already have.'
"What should I do with my hair?" I questioned while fumbling with it.
"Girl, I gotchu." And with that she just started doing my hair. She pulled my hair into a half up half down. Leaving to pieces in the front to help frame my face.
After our hair was done, we got dressed.
The dress I had picked out from the store was beautiful. It was a black body con dress, simple and elegant. This one however, you had to step into.
That's what Lynaé told me, something about black and makeup is an easy way to destruction. That's what I gathered before she started mumbling about a time she got makeup on a black shirt.
She goes on rants sometimes and I just let her, sometimes we rant together.
Bars
I pulled the dress up to my hips. Then i tried to pull past my hips.
Shit, it doesn't fit.
"Lynae?" I said, a tad bit worried.
"Girl, it'll fit. Here let me help. When I say go you're going to jump, okay?" Lynaé confirmed.
I shook my head a yes. And with that, she started counting and yelling 'go!'
After about 10 minutes of yelling go, counting, pulling and jumping, I was finally in my dress.
It fitted perfectly. As I went into my side of the closet, I started searching for shoes. A grin plastered itself on my face.
I glanced back at Lynaé, only to find out her eyes were on me already.
"You better not, Andrea." She said sternly.
I slowly turned around with a pair of light grey dunks in my hand.
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She's fallen.
Teen FictionAndrea had signed up for sports, clubs, and volunteering. What Andrea didn't sign up for was to fall in love and have her heart ripped to shreds. She didn't sign up to trust someone and have her feelings go down the drain. "Don't you dare hide from...
