Demi My Inspiration

Chapter 10

Demi's POV

I cannot put in to words how proud I am of Britt after just witnessing her not giving into her demons.

"So, what do you say we get ready now, eh?" I ask.

She nods her head in reply. I stand up and reach down my hand which she glady takes. I help her up and head into the hallway, down the stairs, and into the entry way where my bag way laying. I pick it up and proceed back up the stairs and into a random room to get myself ready for the day. I get dressed, throw my hair into a pony tail, and apply my makeup.

I go back into the hallway and into the bathroom where Britt was standing in the mirror. She had just finished applying tons of makeup to her face. I get an idea and I smirk. 

I grab a makeup remover wipe and I remove the makeup from my face. Then, I grab another one and remove all the makeup from Britt's face. 

"Hey." She shouts.

"What? We are both too beautiful to cover our faces with makeup." I reply shrugging. 

All she does in reply is shoots me a glare. We both walk downstairs and put our shoes on getting ready to go. I open the front door and walk to my car. I hop in soon followed by Britt. We both buckle up and I speed out of her driveway, down her road, and to the direction of the nearest shopping mall. 

"Oh boy, Demi, is this really a good idea?" Britt asks.

"Is what a good idea? Going shopping?" I ask in return. 

"No, you driving us there." She says matter of factly. 

I just start laughing and turn on the radio to hear the sound of my voice in Neon Lights.

We both start singing along and then i quickly turn down the music and look over at Britt. 

"Damn girl, where did you learn to sing like that? I think you sing better than the original artist, whoever that may be." I say. 

Britt blushes slightly, but then shakes her head no.