Faith| J.B.

Regina Fucking George.

Leah's POV.

As Kylie, Kendall, and I walked through the halls of the very well known school we've went to for the past 4 (idk) years.

Kylie was chatting about something in the makeup section at Walmart. "Ugh, so cheap! Seriously, last time I bought it, it gave me pimples! Ugh! And so, blah blah blah blah blah....." and she kept on going.

Kendall looked bored to death looking around, while fuckboys winked at her, and gave her flirty smiles. She scoffed at them and made a sign with her hands that said no-FÜCKING-chance. I chuckled. She was so lucky, and she didn't know it. She had great beauty, and I could see her as a model someday. I mean, look at this selfie she took the other day.

Anyways, I was just walking around, looking at things too. Kylie was wearing a nice white shirt tucked into high waisted shorts with beige pointed tip heels on, with a green jacket over. She also had some bracelets on, and slightly curled hair. Honestly, how could someone look so pretty with something so simple? I dont know. She looked gorgeous and of course, I commented her and she said "oh thanks girl you look FABULOUS too! Trust me."

Kendall has on a gray sports bra on with some black leggings, with a blueish flannel on top. She had on black sneakers and was carrying a Moche latte in her hand she got from Starbucks in the way here. She also had a simple bun on top, with a choker around her neck. Again, so simple, yet so beautiful. When I said she looked gorgeous she said "Awww lee thanks! I love your outfit today honestly, it's simple but pretty!" She said. I smiled back at her.