Let's Be Amazing

Chapter 6

*AH! Last part before Amie meets One Direction and goes to the party! WHOOP!*

**Enjoy! I worked my fingers off for this to be posted**

40 minutes later, my dad and Luke were rolling out the last two garbage bins of trash, my mom and I had sorted, folded, and put away all of my clothes, and I had finally chosen my outfit for the party tonight. I had only a mere 20 minutes to help my mom pack my six boxes of clothes, two boxes of shoes, all my toiletry bags (besides one small one for tonight), all my drinks, and everything else which took up about two more bags and two more boxes. Overall, a huge load of stuff. And I still had to get changed, do my hair, and do my makeup. That could be done in 20 minutes, right? Sure hope so.

“Hey, I’m going to start putting these in my car, go ahead and get changed.” My mum said, lifting up two boxes.

“Alright! Thanks mum!” I waved to her as she pushed her way out of the door.

I walked over to my bed, now clean of everything that was mine, leaving it just a plain hospital bed. On it lay my outfit I had chosen when I was packing up. It was a simple white and cobalt blue dress. The top part of the dress was a strapless bandeau like white fabric with a slight twist in it. The skirt portion was a cobalt blue under skin and a flowy slightly lighter blue fabric draped over it in a high low fashion. I had white Doc Martens next to the dress along with a long ‘Love’ necklace. I quickly changed into the dress, adjusting it a bit in the mirror of the bathroom. I had bought this dress online a little while ago, no real meaning for the purchase besides a killer deal. I had bought the Doc Martens, which I was slipping on my feet now, when I went to America. And I love them way too much as well as wear them way too often. I clipped on my necklace and walked back into the bathroom to fix my hair and makeup. I did an elaborate French braid in the side of my hair, leading to a ponytail. I wrapped the rest of my braid around the hair tie, using bobby pins to keep it in place along with stray hairs. I applied a light pink lipstick and a matching pink blusher after I added a touch of concealer and bit of contour. I applied a skin color eyeshadow and a thick line of black eyeliner, flicking it out a bit at the end to make a winged look. Lastly, I put in some dangly earrings that matched the material of my necklace. I double checked my appearance in the mirror and smiled. Not too shaby! And you could only see the top inch or so of my back scar, which was easily covered by my ponytail. Not that I really cared.

“Amie darling! The life of the party has arrived!” A very loud voice boasted from outside my bathroom.

“You mean me?” I asked, raising an eyebrow, flinging the door open, and striking a very cliche modeling pose.

“Nah. I’m the real party goer here.” Jesy laughed and hugged me. “Digging the outfit by the way. Total showstopper.”

“Oh shush! Look who’s talking! I said gesturing to her amazing outfit.

Jesy wore a curve hugging bodycon dress that flaunted her incredible curves. I mean, this girl has a killer body! It was a simple dark red color, a cobalt blue belt slashed around her waist, increasing the curvy appearance. She loved her figure, then again who wouldn’t? She wore sneakers with inserted heels, a cobalt blue color that matched her belt and made her look chic but comfy. She had long dangly earrings as well as a simple small black clutch. Her hair was curled and curled and curled. I mean, she could fake as a Kardashian right now. Besides the British accent of course.

“”Why thank you! I’m quite proud of all this.” She said with a wink, quoting Pitch Perfect. “Can’t wait to party with you! How long has it been?!”

“Too long.” I laughed.

“Is that Jessica I’m hearing from all the way down the hallway?” My mums voice asked from behind us.