Jay's P.O.V
“Sometimes I just don’t understand you hon. You wont get noticed without make up!”, Liz says, smearing foundation on my face. Lets get one thing strait, I HATE makeup. I think I look just fine without it! I mean, Ill wear it on special occasions like our graduation or a night out, but on a Monday near the end of the school year?
“Liz, I didn’t wear makeup last year and you were just fine! Why is this year soooo important? Besides, it not like I want any attention! You know me.” I shrug. I’ve hated attention ever since my sister, Jess died. When she died, everyone at school always said the same things; how are you doing? I’m sorry for your loss. Ill pray for you. But I really hated when people would give me the sincere look. I can take care of myself. But when people constantly a tell me stuff like that, I can’t take my mind off of it.
“I’m sorry hon, but you know me. I will not let you go to school without at least eye liner.” She says, waving eye liner in front of me. I take the foundation off my face and let her put eyeliner on me. Im wearing my light blue skinny jeans, and my black and white shirt with a jean vest. My brown hair is wavey and im wearing my black beanie and red converse shoes. I think the eyeliner really makes my eyes look bigger, but I would never tell Liz.
“Jay! Peter is here!”, Liz shouts. Peter pulls his blue jeep into the drive way.
“Hey Jay”, he says handing me my latte. I get into the passenger side and close the door. We have been going to school with Peter sense freshman year. He always gets us vanilla lattes.
“Hey, Liz is still in the house. She is having another one of her “life or death” situations”, I say using my fingers to make air quotes. Peter honks the horn and yells at her to hurry up.
“Peter! This is a life or death situation! What happens if Jake sees me in this shirt?”, she points at her yellow turtle neck shirt. Jake is her boyfriend. She has had a crush on him sense last year, and one day he just came up and asked her out. She was so exited that she didn’t stop talking about it for a whole week. I almost slapped her.
Five minuets later she comes out with my pink crop top. She gets in the back and we are on out way to school.
“Next time your late, I am leaving without you,” Peter says.
“Peter, you have NO idea what I have to go through to make me look like hotness!”, she says sipping her latte.
“yeah, it must take A LOT of work”, he says.
“ You just couldn’t help yourself could you”.
Peter looks away from her and stares at me. For what feels like forever.
I throw my hands up in the air and say “What?”
“ Are you wearing makeup?”
“Liz forced me…”
“ You know u wanted to!”, Liz says. Peter is still staring at me when the light turns green. He doesn’t look away until the car behind us honks.
When we get to school, the first thing I do is go to my locker. I put the combonation in and it jams. I got the worst locker on this level. It always gets jammed and I don’t know how to do that whole “hit the locker and it pops open thing”. I try the combo four more times before it opens. I give out a sigh of relieve. As soon as im about to start to put my bag in my locker, Viloet,(my arch enemy) walks over to me.
“ Hey, Jay”, she says
I roll my eyes, then give her the best smile I can give her. “Hey Vi! You look different… oh wait that’s just slut showing. Silly me!” I pout my lower lip and turn back to my locker, she just stands there and glares at me. I grab some books then close my locker and start to walk away.
“Hey jay? I just wanted to apologize for all the humiliation and suffering I caused your sister. What was her name again, Jess?”, I freeze and rage rushes through me and my stomach drops. Don’t do anything Jay. Leave it alone. I say to myself. Then, I walk to my class.
