If You Let Me

Chapter 1

I walked into my doom room and slammed the door shut behind me. I kicked off my white vans and padded my way to my little bed. My side of the room was pretty simple. A pink theme and some mirrors accompanied by a variety of patterns made up the gist of my half of the space. My roommate, Abby, and I both hung a letter 'S' above our beds to symbolize our sisterhood. I love that girl so much. We've been friends since freshman year when we first became roommates. We grew close almost instantly. Abby had a super cute black and white theme on her side of the room. A black and white bed set with yellow accents, and pictures hanging from black frames on her wall described a look that fit her perfectly. With a huff, I plopped down onto my pillows. Not long after I felt myself start to drift, I heard Abby walk in sipping Starbucks.

"Hey Arina", she said as she placed her jacket on a chair near her desk. "How was that biology test?", she asked.

I sat up from bed and moved my now tangled hair from my face. "It was difficult, as expected" , I said with a sigh. "I'm pretty positive I aced it, though, because I always do", I said with a confident smile. I used to get so nervous after a test because I was always sure that I failed. However, every time I would get my tests back I saw a good grade, so I grew more confident in myself.

"Oh, of course you did", she said mockingly.

"Yeah", I said with a laugh. "I'm just really tired now", I said, yawning.

Abby stopped sipping her drink and looked at me with wide eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry. I did interrupt your nap, didn't I?", Abby asked. "I'll let you sleep, but make sure to rest up well because we're going to a party later", she said as she sat on her chair and continued slurping her frappe.

I grabbed my phone from in my pocket and checked the time. It was 8:54 p.m. I looked up at Abby, a puzzled expression on my face.

"Abby", I said. "By the time I take a nap  and wake up it'll be at least 10 p.m. Then I would still have to get ready, and by the time we actually get to the party it will be almost midnight. Most of the people will be passed out on the front lawn by then", I finished with my arms crossed.

Abby looked thoughtful for a minute. "You're right", she finally said.

I smiled at her triumphantly. "I know, and that's exactly we shouldn't-"

"Even bother with letting you take a nap. Let's just get ready now. You'll be alright", Abby said, cutting me off.

She took one last giant slurp of her frappe before throwing it away.

"We'll go back to the Starbucks down the street and get you one of those", she exclaimed pointing to the trashcan where she just dumped her frappe. She stared longingly at it."I need another one, too." She snapped out of her frappe fantasy and wiped her hands on her faded pink jeans.

"Now, let's get ready", she smiled widely.

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"Ow, Abby! Easy with the tweezers, please", I squeezed my eyes shut to try and ignore the pain pulsing through my eyebrows. I didn't even know you could have pain in your eyebrows.

"Oh, please it does not hurt that much, and what's a little pain in exchange for beauty", Abby responded.

"Excuse you, I am already beautiful without extra applications, thank you", I scoffed.

"Alright, fine", she rolled her eyes at me. "You are naturally beautiful. Let's say in exchange for sexiness then, because girl, you look fine."

"Do I?", I asked.

"Mhm. Just a little more..." Abby did a few more little pulls on my eyebrows, sat up, and smiled, pleased with her work.

I turned around and faced the mirror in our bathroom. My eyebrows were flawless. I stood, stunned.

"Abby, they are amazing." I reached my hand up to stroke the perfect arch that lie flat across my forehead. Abby slapped my hand away. "Don't you dare ruin my masterpiece", she scolded me. "Besides, I'm not even halfway finished yet. I still need to do the rest of your makeup, and pick you out an outfit", Abby looked at me excitedly. "I've got the perfect stuff for you". Abby grabbed my arm and rushed me out of the bathroom. "Don't even worry about it Ar", she assured me. "I'll take care of everything."

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A/N~ Hello ! Covers at the top are what Ar and Abby's sides of their dorm room look like. The story was a little inspired by the song at the top ("Take Care" by Drake ft Rihanna) but not really lol. Hope you all enjoyed ! Until next time! Eri is outtie. Peace.