Valerie
"Valerie!" Dad yells. "Someone's at the door!"
"I'll get it!" I reply bounding down the stairs two at a time. Yeah, right; like I even have a choice.
"Jessi!" I squeal excitedly letting her in and engulfing her in a hug.
Thank goodness she's finally here.
It's the night of the dance and we had all agreed that Jess and I would get ready together with Elliot meeting up with us at school. I'm less than thrilled to be going but hey, if it'll get them to lay off my case. Then I'm willing to do it.
"Shoot!" she replies when we pull apart. "I totally left my dress in the car."
While Jess rushes off to get her dress, I pad up the stairs to my room to change.
Fifteen minutes later, I find myself sitting in front of my dresser mirror while Jessi applies coat after coat of makeup to my face.
"Keep still Val." She whines for the third time in a row. "You're ruining the eyeliner."
"I can't help it if I keep blinking." I reply, shrugging. "You are working with my eyes and its only reflex."
Jessi mutters something under her breath and I pretend not to hear, instead focusing on trying to keep still.
"Done!" she exclaims, swiveling me to face the mirror.
"So..." she trails. "What do you think?"
"I look amazing." I say, reaching up to my face.
"Don't" jess says, swatting my hand away. "You'll ruin my masterpiece."
"Sorry." I chuckle.
My eyebrows have been filled in to look like prefect arcs above my eyes which usually seem dull and lifeless to me. Tonight however, they look excited and glittery encased in all that eyeliner.
Jess has done my eyeshadow in hues of red and silver to match my dress, powdering my face up with just a hint of blush at the cheeks. My lips are coated in stop light red and I find that I'm smiling despite myself. I really do look beautiful tonight. And maybe it won't be so bad after all.
"Plug in the curling iron while I do my makeup." Jess instructs, gesturing at the desk where she'd dropped it. "When I'm done, we'll do your hair."
I do as I'm told then sit back to watch Jess apply layers of smoky eyeshadow to her face with a shiny gloss of pink for her full lips.
After that, she straightens her beautiful black hair and puts on some dangling heart shaped earrings. All in all, she looks breath taking.
"Your turn." She smirks, pushing me to sit down once more in front of the dresser.
It's a really strenuous affair but after about ten minutes, the deed is done and my otherwise shaggy brown hair which usually looks like a dead beaver falls flawlessly to my shoulders, curls perfectly framing my heart shaped face.
"Thank you so much Jess." I squeal, pulling her into a hug. "I really do look amazing."
"You're welcome." She says, bouncing excitedly. "We are going to kill it tonight!"
I laugh as I quickly adorn my ears with pearl earrings and pull on my shoes.
Hurriedly, I shove a few nick knacks into my clutch and follow Jess outside but not before speaking to my parents and giving them a 500-word description about my plans for the night.
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Valid Weaknesses ||Completed|| #Wattys2017
Teen FictionTwo separate beings coexist in the same reality, albeit at different ends. One of them seemingly happy and contended while the other appears trapped in a flawed cycle of hurt and pain. When the lines separating the lives of both girls are blurred, t...