As soon as I got home I started planning. I thought and I thought and then all of a sudden it hit me. I pulled out my pink notebook and my blue feathery pen and started writing. I scribbled bunches and bunches of ideas until I found one that might actually work.
I decided that I was going to try to steal Brady from her. I stayed up all night working on it. I looked up a facial moisturizer and quickly mixed it up. Then I applied it to my face as I picked out an outfit. I went through countless amounts of shirts, pants, skirts, and dresses until I found a perfect outfit. I laid it out and left to go wash my face off. I came back and added some shoes, earrings, and a necklace and then I got in my bed to sleep for a couple hours if I am lucky.
The next morning I woke up to the screeching sound of my alarm clock. I hopped out of bed and walked into my bathroom. I turned on my curling iron then walked back into my room. I took a shower last night in preparation because I knew I would be curling my hair. I slipped on my yellow chevron long sleeve dress, the sleeves were quarter length and billowy with elastic at the end. After that I went back into my bathroom and opened my makeup bag. I applied foundation, blush, added a smoky eye effect, eye liner, mascara, and light pink lip gloss.
By then the curling iron was hot and I began the task of curly my hair. I curled piece after piece of my thin hair. It didn't take but like 15 minutes and I was finished. I combed through my curls a little bit with my fingers to may big kind of loose curls that framed my face very nicely, if I might add. Then I put on my necklace and my dangly silver earrings; pulled on some socks that came up mid shin and yanked on my light brown, worn leather riding boots.
Then I sauntered out of the house with grace and climbed into my royal blue Volkswagen convertible. I jammed my key into the ignition and twisted it until it roared to life. Then I put it in gear and pulled out of the driveway. I realized that my parents weren't there this morning. My mom and dad work at the hospital. My mom is a midwife and my father is a surgeon. Sometimes they work late nights, it doesn't bother me, the less my parents are there the less they ask questions about what is happening in my life. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents to death and would do anything for them but they ask a lot of questions about what is happening in my life and then try to act like they are up to date with they "lingo" as they call it. It is just weird.
I soon arrived to school and jumped out of my car. I slammed the door and that attracted a little bit of attention as I may have put too much force towards it. Then as I was turning around from locking my door I almost jumped out of my skin. I saw Kevin Carles standing behind me. He is one of the football players and also one of the popular boys, so why is he talking to me? Then when he talked to me I almost fainted. You see this was not part of the plan but I know that Sarah has THE hugest crush ever on Kevin.
I snapped out of it and realized that he was talking to me, "Hey, what's your name?"
"Emily Byrnes, what's yours," acting like I had no clue.
"Kevin Carles, cutie," he replied endearingly.
"Awh that's so sweet," I told him and flirtingly laid my hand across his bicep. Then I squeezed it playfully and commented, "Ooh a strong man, I like that,"
"Yeah, I work out a little bit," he said nonchalantly.
Just then the bell rang and he looked at me and said, "How about I walk you to class so I can make sure you get there safely," I nodded my head in agreement, deciding that this was much better than the original plan. When Sarah saw who I was with she would flip. So I let him loop his arm around my waist and walk me to class. Then I watched as stare upon stare fell on us. Some people gasped and other just whispered to their friends, some you could see the jealousy plain on their face. I smirked at the expressions we were getting. When we reached my locker I opened it and he propped himself up on one arm at the open side of it. Once I had gathered all my books up in my arm and closed my locker door. Then he scooped my books up in one arm and laced his fingers through mine and walked me the rest of the way to my first period biology class. I took this class with Sarah and as he stood in the doorway beside me the look of apparent shock was on her face. Then Kevin did something unexpected, he leaned down and pecked me on the cheek. I saw many emotions pass across Sarah's face but the last one that stayed there was a look of pure hatred. I smiled for two reasons: first, Sarah was outraged, and strangely the second was the Kevin had kissed me. I know I had only known him for a couple minutes but that simple gesture made me blush. I reached my hand up and touched the spot where his soft lips had touched my skin. It still felt warm and it made me smile. I took my seat and I could feel Sarah's fixed gaze on my back but at that moment I didn't care.
