Vanessa's Baby

Better days

    I woke up again about two hours later and as soon as I opened my eyes I saw Cecily hovering over me "get up, the party is in two hours! We gotta get ready!"

I sat up and smiled sleepily. When I stood up I realized I didn't take a shower the night before and if I skip a shower my hair gets all greasy, I let out a long grunt "I need to take a shower" I groaned

"ok, I'll straighten my hair while you're doing that"

I paused for a minute "in the bathroom?" 

She looked at me like I was stupid for even asking "yeah, when you get out I'll do yours"

I just agreed with it and got into the shower, it was actually nice to have someone to talk to while I was dealing with the agonizing pain of shampoo slowly dripping into my eyes from my hair.
      
I forgot to grab a towel before I got in so I had to ask Cecily to grab one for me, she threw it over the bar for me to grab and giggled "what's so funny" I said popping my head out

"your mom just texted me" She said giggling once more

"what'd she say" I grabbed my clothes and started to put them on

"nothing, start drying you're hair" I rolled my eyes and grabbed the hair dryer.

I finished drying my hair and let Cec straighten it, when she was on one of the last bundles of my short curls she burnt herself "ah! Shit" she whispered licking her thumb

"you okay?" I looked back and saw her finger was a bright red

"yeah I'll be alright, now turn around and let me finish" we both chuckled and eventually she was done.
I turned around and saw her pull out her makeup bag and a few brushes "you can do makeup right?" She said dusting off her brushes

"yeah" I looked back at the mirror thinking I was the one she thought needed makeup

"good, you're doing mine" before I could agree she handed me the bag, brushes, and sat down where I was before.

"Natural?" She nodded in response. I started with her makeup and before I knew it we were done, it went by surprisingly fast.

When I was completely done she stood up and looked in the mirror "good, now sit" she demanded, I obliged and sat. She started working on my makeup but stabbed me in the eye with the mascara about three times! "Ok I'm done let's get dressed"

I followed her feeling like a lost puppy dog, or an annoying younger cousin. She handed me a short black high-waisted skirt, a white tank top, and a royal blue cardigan.

"Cec? I don't have any shoes to match this" she smirked at me

"and that is why I brought these" she said handing me a pair of sparkling royal blue pumps.

"Thanks queen" I said giggling. Cecily was finally happy, she was happy because she was doing something she LOVED, in bracing her inner diva.