DAY TWENTY FOUR OF THIRTY ONE.
January 4, 2015.
DAY TWO OF BACK TO SCHOOL.
2:34 pm
ARABELLAS POV
"Come on Nick, please?"
"Absolutely not. No way." He shakes his head, making me upset.
"Nick, I'm moving and you won't let me have fun." I pout and he groans, but nods anyway.
"Yay! Okay, so I'm gonna start with bronzer." I grab my brush and the pallet, turning his face towards me.
"Suck your cheeks in." He makes a fish face and I brush the dark powder onto his face. I laugh at how he looks after, still sucking his cheeks in.
"What?" He asks, becoming even more confused.
"What color eye shadow do you want?" I hand him to set of eye-shadow, waiting for him to pick a color while I grab some more brushes.
"I want to look pretty, like I'm going clubbing." He point to the gold, brown and black.
"So you want a smokey eye?" I laugh, dabbing the brush on the eyeshadow.
"Yeah." He nods, squeezing his eyes shut.
"Nick you can't do that, relax." I laugh.
"What? How do I?" He opens his eyes and I demonstrate what to do.
"I was doing that!"
"No you weren't!" He sighs and closes his eyes, flinching when I touch his eyelid with the brush. I swipe gold over his eyelid. When I grabbing my eyeshadow blender brush, Gray walks in.
"Hey guys."
"Hey buddy, what's up?"
"Nothing. Are you doing Nick's makeup?" I nod and Nick smiles, opening his eyes.
"There's my favorite Mitchell!" He laughs, hugging my brother.
"Can I stay in here?" I repeat my actions, Gray climbing on the bed next to me. I tell Nick to close his eyes again, blending the darker color on his crease.
"Aw you look so good!" I clap when I get done with his eyeshadow.
"Hey sis?" Gray turns my attention away from Nick.
"What's wrong?"
"Why can't boys wear makeup?" I was about to tell him they can, society just doesn't like it, Nick takes over.
"They can. You can do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't hurt anyone."
"I asked my teacher and she said its wrong."
"Well you're teacher doesn't know shit." I roll my eyes, god his teachers are more judgmental then they are.
"Babe, calm down." Nick puts his hand on my knee.
"Gray, please don't let society tell you what you can and can't do."
"So I can wear makeup?" Gray fiddles with his fingers, which he does when he's nervous.
"Yes. Of course you can." Gray smiles, clasping his hands together as I grab the red lipstick. Nick shakes his head and laughs when he sees it.
"No way you're putting that on me." He plays with the sleeves of his Christmas sweater.
"Why are you wearing that?"
"What?"
"The sweater, it's not christmas anymore." Nick sighs as I uncap the lipstick.
"Don't remind me, just get this done and over with." He puckers up his lips, letting me put the lipstick in him.
"You look great!" Gray cheers, Nick smiling.
"Thank you." He laughs, making my heart go all weird and fuzzy. I don't know why, but my heart gets fuzzy whenever I look at him.
I watch him as he starts talking to Gray, smiling at how kind he is towards him.
I think you love him.
I shake my head, looking at Nick again. He was just gorgeous, and I think it would physically pain me if I saw the rest of his body. I mean, if I was offered, I would not say no.
Oh Arabella, you are in love with Nick.
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