These New Eyes, My New Life

These New Eyes, My New Life: Chapter 5

**Originally apart of chapter 2

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 This is dedicated to Jessica because she continues to encourage me and tell me how good she thinks my writing is, and it means a lot! She says she likes this story and she's the one causing me to write so diligently in this! Thank you so much for telling me all the above! I love you!!(:<3

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I got out of the shower and walked to my room at 6:45 on Friday night. The game had literally ended fifteen minutes ago, and I had raced home so I'd have plenty of time to get ready. I blew my hair dry, and then I pulled out my curling iron, and turned it on high heat. While I waited for that to heat up, I went to my closet.

    If I wore a dress, he would think I was trying too hard, and that wouldn’t be fun on the rides. I could wear a skirt, but that probably wouldn’t be good on the rides either. It was kind of a warm night, I could wear shorts. That would show off my legs and it would be good for the rides. But now the top. I would go with a cute t-shirt. I pulled out a pink v-neck Abercrombie tee. On the right side of the neckline, it had little bows that had a rhinestone in the middle holding it in place. I put that on, and then went and curled my hair.

    When hair was in gorgeous ringlets, my bangs clipped aside with a bobby pin, I sat at my make-up vanity. I put on some sparkly pink eye shadow, I made my lashes even thicker and longer, and I put on my gel black eyeliner. I put a little bit of pink blush on my cheeks, and then I put a pop of bright pink on my lips. They looked perfectly kissable. I hadn’t needed foundation or concealer since I changed, and that was such a bonus.

    After all that, it was seven fifty-two. I spritzed some Victoria's Secret Tease perfume on. Then, I went to my closet and picked out some shoes. I grabbed a pair of gray Steve Madden flats, slid them on, and went to look in my full-length mirror. My hair looked amazing: perfectly put together, but it looked soft and fluffy, in case he wanted to touch it. My make-up was flawless, and my blue eyes absolutely popped. My legs looked amazing in the super short dark denim Abercrombie shorts, and then the shirt looked really pretty with my faded summer tan. I smiled at myself, and then I saw headlights flash over my window. I ran and looked out of it, to see Cole's black Corvette pulling into my driveway.

    I didn't want to deal with my mom meeting him, so I dashed downstairs. I forgot to grab my jacket, though.

    "Bye, mom," I said to her, who was in the living room.

    "Bye sweetie! Have fun," she said smiling at me.

    "Where are you going Bekka?" my little sister, Meredith asked, hopping off the couch and running over to me.

    "I'm going on a date," I said smiling at her. She was four, and had a head full of golden blond curls and big blue eyes. I loved her to death.

    "With who?" she asked, looking up at me and smiling.

    "A boy named Cole. He's very cute," I said, smiling back at her. There was a knock on the door. I stood up, took a deep breath, and opened it. I smiled when I saw him. "Hi," I said.

    "Hey," he said, grinning at me. he obviously liked the way I looked. Perfect. "Ready?" he asked.

    "Yeah," I said. I was about to step out of the door when Meredith ran over to me.

    "Bye, sissy! Have fun! I love you!" she said, smiling big up at me.

    I squatted down and hugged her. "Bye, honey. I love you, too," I said. I stood up, and patted the top of her head. I smiled at Cole. "This is my little sister, Meredith," I told.