Five Choices

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Tattoos Hold More

We ended up skipping the party and just went trick or treating. I got a lot of candy, especially after the boys gave me all of theirs and then some from the store. I may have secretly gave them to little kids after they left, and the trick or-treaters were still going. 

When we went back to school the next week everyone was buzzing about the prank and how angry they were. I even heard one girl say she paid way too much for her dress, for it to get ruined.

I did feel bad, but also felt like I would get murdered if I told anyone I took part in the condom fight.

I sigh and look at my reflection in the mirror. My blond hair falls over my shoulders, the natural waves are bigger than usually since I just blow dried my head. I touch the black face mask to check and see if it's ready to come off, but come back with a black goop on my fingers. Mom bought me all this makeup stuff, and I was bored. So I decided to use it.

I already shaved all the parts of my body that needed to be shaved and washed my hair with this top seller shampoo. 

My hazel eyes look back at me with another reflection hidden within. I sigh again and walk out of the bathroom to the kitchen to get some food. I look in the fridge until I realize I cant eat with this mask on. I growl and look at the ground while I think of what to do while I wait. 

I decide on watching TV. I flip on the TV and search the guide for something good. I cant find anything. Finally, I just flip to a random channel and watch it for awhile. 

Sometime later, I check the mask, and sure enough it's dry.  I walk to the bathroom and start to peel it off when I hear the doorbell ring.

"Just a minute!" I shout and glance at the half-gone face mask. I hurriedly pull the rest off, and hope that whoever is at the door won't notice the little black spots on my face. I go to the door and open it to find no one there. I make a face and close the door, figuring I just got ding donged ditched. 

I run back up to the bathroom but end up failing as I'm jumping onto the stairs and fall. My butt barely touches the floor when a hand grabs my arm and pulls me up. An arm wraps around my waist and pulls me to a close body. 

I thank the person, then totally remember it's a stranger. I go to hit the person when I smell his cologne . I stop my fist and look up to find blue eyes. I grin at West and step back.

"Thanks. Again."

"No prob," he says and reaches out. He grabs something from my face with his finger, and I figure it's part of the mask. "Whats this?" He asks, and examines the once sticky piece.

"A face mask piece." I tell him and finish walking up the stairs. "Why are you here West? Not to be rude, but I thought we had plans to hang out Monday." I say, referring to the gang going to a park after school.

"Yeah. But I was bored and I have," he checks his watch, "about an hour until I go to work. I figured I'd come over since you have no plans today."

I look at him with my hazel eyes over my shoulder and sneer.  "Neither do you," I point out. West stops from walking up the stairs and looks up slowly.

"Your right."

I laugh at him and walk to the bathroom. 

"So what do you wanna do?" I ask him with my face in the mirror. I look in it to see him sitting on the bathtubs edge. 

"I don't know. What are you doing?"

"I'm using beauty products my mom bought me."

"Oh." He looks on his phone for awhile, while I keep on tearing off pieces of my face mask. "Hey!" West shouts making me whip around.