Pulsing Need

Pulsing Need 3

A/N:

I'm feeling romantic. I hate it. My updates turned out to be so lame. Sorry. -_-

Shoutout to my friend Ian and I really do hope you won't get to read this. :">

Enjoy.

Her POV

I could say dressing up was one of the things I enjoy the most, with all the colours and the possibilities of looking perfect.

I smiled as I dried myself after taking a quick bath. Every possibility would be available tonight. Possibility of beauty, of perfection, of admiration, basically everything.

It was one chance that I wouldn’t let go.

I went out of the bathroom to see my friends fixing their hairs. Bobby pins, hairspray, elastic, dry shampoo, curling iron, straightening iron and a whole lot more were sprawled on my bed with Aira getting something every now and then.

“Could you fix my hair after I put my make-up on?” I asked her as I sat down to one of the vanity tables and started fixing my make-up. We’re at my house and we’re getting dressed for a party.

“Sure. You wanna curl it? It’ll look great on your outfit,” she answered while she’s doing Paula’s hair with the help of Ferlin.

Aira and I have been friends since freshmen year and after getting into trouble, we met Paula and Ferlin. Since then, the four of us were inseparable.

I nodded and started my make-up. I applied my foundation and powder. After defining my brows, I was torn between black with silver and brown with burnt orange. I picked a warm brown color and replacing burnt orange with black and decided it would go with my outfit. I expertly blended it with some black on my lids, creating mysterious effect on my hazel orbs. I lined my eyes with smoky black eyeliner and put mascara on. Choosing a pink lipstick, I glided it on my lips, revealing my chick side.

The result was unbelievable. I never looked every bit gorgeous until now, with my rebel side showing, but still very feminine. I looked at my friends who just gazed at me.

“Wow,” they all said at the same time, which made us laugh their hearts out.

“But seriously, Kirsten, you look fantastic. Every guy would be looking at your way tonight,” Ferlin said and I blushed profusely, tinting my cheeks.

“Do my make-up please!” Aira said excitedly.

“Only if you do my hair,” I bargained while smiling before crashing my walk in closet for my outfit. I quickly changed and looked at my floor length mirror.

I smiled wickedly. The make-up blended well with my clothes, making me look like a hot chick. I suddenly thank my instinct for choosing brown. My faded denim shorts, black tattered shirt and grey cropped blazer hugged my figure perfectly, showing some skin while leaving plenty for the imagination. Then I chose my black, knee length, high heeled boots and when I went out of my closet, I earned a few whoas from them, making me blush even more.