He is experienced, she is not
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He is unpopular, she is famous
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He is friendly, she is quiet
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He is ready, she is...not?
Book 2 of the "As Long As You Can Reach Me!" Book series!
Yammy was in the middle of dying my hair again. Why is it whenever there's a party, Yammy dyes my hair? She was a fashionista, that one. But this time she wanted my hair a brighter pink.
"Lizzie stop moving!" She yelled, as I felt my head get shocked.
"OW! Yammy!" I squealed and jerked my head.
"Heh, sorry! Alrighty your done." She said and took off my cape. I looked in the mirror.
"Bright as always, Yams." I said playing with my hair a bit.
"I can't believe they calls this hot pink! You should've seen my hair when it was 12." She sassily sighed. I just laughed.
"Oh! I'm picking out your outfit." She added running up the stairs into my room. I tried to stop her, but it was no use. I wasn't trying to impress anyone anyways.
I walked up the stairs grabbing onto the railing to steady myself, knowing at any moment I would hear Yammy scream "Perfect!"
"Lizzie you have no good clothes!" She whined as I entered my room. I shrugged as she turned and looked at me.
"Hand me some fabric." She demanded and raised her eyebrows.
"I don't own...any...fabric..." I said trailing off.
"Liz, you as helpful as pumpkin pie!" She whined.
"Sorry? Thanks? I don't really know." I laughed and hopped onto my bed.
"This will I guess haaaaaave to do." She rolled her eyes and took out this short dress.
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"That? Is what I'm wearing?" I raised my eyebrows. I thought I was going for a causal holiday sweater.
"Uhhhhhh, no." She shut me up and dug into my closet some more.
"Yammy? Can't I just pick out my own-"
"NO! You many not!" She interrupted and threw a red heel on my bed. Whip! There goes another.
"Put that on. And don't forget your wearing that now necklace Joel got you and a red clutch." She bossed.
"Yes, your majesty!" I joked slipping the dress on. Yammy had turned the other way for personal respect.
