P R A I S E (Magcon Fanfic)

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As soon as I woke up, I hopped in the shower and washed my hair, cleaning all the previous week's chemicals from it. I twisted the cold water nozzle a little to cool down the scorching hot water. When my restroom turned into a sweatbox, I got out of the shower.

I wrapped the rough cotton towel around my body and opened the restroom door, allowing the steam to trickle out slowly. I grabbed a smaller towel and wiped the mirror so I could see my reflection properly. I ran my nails through my wet black hair before grabbing my heat damage resistant oil and applying it to my hair down to my scalp.

When that was through, I rinsed off my hands and dried them before grabbing my make up kit. I shut the door a bit because it was getting drafty and I was completely naked besides my towel.

I applied concealer for my dark circles, put make up around my eyebrows, and put on a matte burgundy lip stain. I took at least seven minutes on my smoky eye and winged eyeliner, but that was only to guarantee perfection.

Finally, I blow dried my hair so it could be fluffy and thin. I pulled it up in a tight ponytail before making it into a messy bun. When I left the bathroom, I was hit with a wave of freezing cold air, making me shiver. I finished drying off my body and put in black boy shorts with a black push up Beverly Hills Polo Club lingerie bra with lace on the cup. I made my way to the closet and picked up a pair of black low ride shorts that have stretch fabric. I grabbed my black Adidas windbreaker and black Huaraches, tossing the outfit together. I grabbed my choker and my glasses and put them on.

"Jenae, you ready?" I yelled as I grabbed my phone and wallet. I clicked on my computer files that were transferred to my phone. My editing had about another hour until my Storytime with Noodlegum video was finished. Noodlegum was one of my alter egos based off of my YouTube idol, Ricegum. My two others were India and Maleficent. India's motto is "Be one of the guys," and her catch phrase is "Turn your location on whores." Yeah, that's me. And Maleficent? Well... let's just say I'm gonna have to get really mad for you to bring out that one.

"I'm ready." She said, poking her head in my door. Jenae and I are going summer shopping for upcoming June events. Plus, we had our birthdays in July, which were a coincidental year and eight days apart.

Jenae had her false locks down, which nearly reached her waist. She wore a gray and teal Nike jacket with the matching shoes, and black jeans with rips going from the pocket to her ankles.

"A'ight, let's get out of here." I said as we jumped down the stairs and out the front door.

When we were in the car, Jenae pulled out her glasses and put them on. "How do I look bih?" She asked putting on her model face, which made her look like a bee was in front of her. I grinned as I backed out of the driveway.

"You look good bih. Makayl shouldn't have tried to diss you in middle school." I replied with a laugh, and started driving to the Galleria. My sister laughed too, a heart felt laugh since she had grown to hate Makayl in middle school when he broke her heart.

"Right?" She agreed and pulled out her phone. I heard the Snapchat sound letting me know she was recording. "India on the wheel. Say hey India." She said, and that moment I looked over and put up two fingers.

"Hey Snapchat," I said as I hooked the AUX cord on my phone and hit shuffle. The first song was Shot for Me by Drake. I had a love hate relationship with this song, since it brought back all kinds of memories, but I let it play.

It took a good thirty minutes to get from Cypress to the Gallo, but we made it before one o'clock, the peak sales time. Still, it was packed. Store clerks and costumers watched as they kicked the rap celebrity, Kevin Gates, out of the mall. He must've been causing fan riots and what not.