"Alright I'm done!," she announced.
She turned me to face the mirror.
"Woah. That's all I have to say. Woah," I said with disbelief.
"You're welcome," she said.
She touched the top of her hand to the bottom of her chin to empathize her fabulousness.
"You are too much," I laughed.
She did an awesome job with my makeup.
She contoured my face with lighter colors to keep it natural, gave me a lilac purple smokey eye, and a bomb ass wing.
I looked gorgeous, for once.
"Okay, now for the dress," she said as she showed me towards to the bathroom.
I slipped on the brides maid dress and walked back into my room.
"You look gorgeous," she gasped.
"Thanks," I blushed.
"Now your turn"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean..that my plus one can't go to a wedding in sweat pants"
"Are you serious!"
"Yep"
"Aaaaaaah!"
She threw me into a hug as she squealed with delight.
"Ok now go get ready we have to be there by 5"
"Ok," she squealed as she disappeared into my bathroom.
Oh now for my heels.
"Where did I put those....," I muttered to myself.
I scanned my shoe rack for them.
"Wait they're...up..ugh..here"
I grunted as I fumbled to get the shoes from the very top shelf.
I jumped up and felt my hand hit the box.
It fell from the shelf and brought a cream bag down with it.
"What's this.."
I inspected the cream bag. It looked like a jewelry bag.
Finders Keepers was embossed in gold thread on the bag.
I opened it and shook out its contents into the palm of my hand.
"Oh my god," I gasped.
It was the locket from the thrift shop.
The locket Cierra caught me looking at.
The one she secretly bought for me when I thought she was dead.
I missed Cierra. I yearned to hear her voice.
To tell her about everything that's happened.
I started to cry, but quickly forced myself to stop because I didn't want to ruin Cyan's hard work.
I walked back into my room with my heels and sat down at the vanity.
I carefully clasped the necklace around my neck.
I centered the locket and was in awe of how well it went with the coral brides maid dress.
It was a simple strapless pleaded dress that was form fitting.
I slipped on my heels and walked out to the hall to see myself in the full length mirror.
I did a 360 to fully view how I looked.
After a few minutes of inspecting myself in the mirror I heard a crash from outside.
