"You look so perfect standing there,
In my American Apparel underwear.
And I know now, that I'm so down,
Your lipstick stain is a work of art!
I got your name tattooed in an arrow heart,
And I know now, that I'm so down!
Let's get out, let's get out
'Cause this deadbeat town's only here just to keep us down.
While I was out, I found myself alone just thinking;
If I showed up with a plane ticket,
And a shiny diamond ring with your name on it!
Would you wanna run away too?
'Cause all I really want is you!"-She Looks So Perfect by
5 Seconds Of Summer.🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓
My alarm rang through my room blasting 'She looks so perfect' by 5 Seconds Of Summer causing me to let out a loud groan.
Morning comes way too quickly for my liking.
With a mental sigh, I allowed my brain to focus and cautiously opened one eye, testing the waters.
The bright sunlight cut my room in half light and darkness. I could see all the minute dust-motes dancing in the wall of light. It was beautiful, but I wanted to sleep.
I pulled the duvet up over my head to keep it out.
It din't work though, my brain is already awake now.
One thing I hate more than anything is waking up early for school.
The sun lit my fiery red hair like a flame dispersing through the air. I lifted my head from the pillow, my wavy hair tumbling down my back like a waterfall.
I laid there for what felt like a minute. After about twenty minutes later I stood up and jumped in the shower, letting the warm water soak my body.
I stepped out and walked back into my room and over to my walk-in-closet, grabbing my cheetah print Victoria's Secret lingerie.
Then I grabbed a pair of blue skinny jeans and a dark blue off the shoulder kind of top -both from Vero Moda- and a pair of black pumps by Christian.
I squirted some strawberry perfume on myself. Leaving my hair open in natural waves. I don't like makeup much so I just had on winged eyeliner.
I mean seriously I cannot be going out so dressed up and without makeup cause the moment Selena sees me I am dead. She is the kind of girl who loves makeup. You could call it her second skin.
I walk down to the hall and see it empty so I walk over to Selena's room and go and sit on her bed. We both actually dont require knocking to enter each other's rooms.
She was sitting in front of the mirror applying about a kilogram of makeup on her face.
"You know what, you look really hot wearing these shorts." I say while looking at her in the mirror. She was wearing a ripped jeans shorts with a pink spaghetti back top.
"Thanks!", Selena said grinning while appyling a shade of barbie pink lipgloss.
We left the house and drove to school. After a long, 15 minutes drive, we finally arrived at the parking lot and I parked on the space available closest to the building.
I hate having to walk half a mile just because I can't take my baby everywhere I go, which I really wish I could. Would'nt that just be awesome?... other than polluting the enviroment.
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