Miley
Selena's eyes moved side to side, her face in front of mine as she carefully applied the wet, sticky goo on my face, making sure she had applied a thick and even layer.
"All...done," She announced as she drew back her brush and smiled. She had the same moss colored mask on her face.
"Now what?" I asked.
"Now we wait for 30 minutes. We cant move."
"Really?" I tried to raise my eyebrow but Selena had accidentally covered them, it felt stuck like what I imagined botox injection to be.
She laughed "Of course not! So which color should I do my toes? Coral...or baby pink?" She picked two nail polish bottles from the floor next to where we are sitting.
As much as I'd like to help and pretend to know these things...I'm really not sure what to tell her. "Baby pink. It looks good on your skin." I said and she examined the little bottle before saying "I agree. What about you?"
I scanned the box Selena had brought containing of different nail polish. I picked up some before putting it back until I finally settled on a pearly pink color. We did our own toes first, I thought we were going to do our hands next but Selena told me we'll need our fingers to clean the mask off.
"I saw this really cute brallete online, I kind of want to get it but I'm not sure if I could rock it." She told me.
I looked at her, and then looked at the lace bra she was currently wearing. "You're rocking your bra well." I shrugged, she looked down to her chest.
"True, but this brallete is a halter kind,"
Do you fucking think I remember what a halter is Selena?
"Well, we did went through a tub of body scrub and made a mess in my bathroom...what's all that effort for if we can't show off our skin, right?" I reason, Selena's face lit up.
"I'm so gonna get that bralette," She said, I encouragingly smiled at her, she then examined the tank top and lace panties I had on "You should get one too. I bet you'll look gorgeous in it!" She suggested.
Today Selena discovered that I really don't own a pair of racy bra, but I do have a few thongs. She only found out when she asked how am I going to get body scrub on my stomach if I'm in this old, ugly, top? I said I really don't want any on my stomach, but then she found out really why. I wasn't exactly crazy about putting on my comfortable plain bra's either and make Selena think I'm such a baby.
"It's fine. I'll look for them myself," I rejected her offer politely and smiled "Um, where do you get this one?"
"VS." She replied, already busy on her phone "Color...black," She read aloud "And...bought!" She then looked at her phone in pure joy before she turned to me "Ooh! I almost forgot...I'm going to take a pic and send it to Nat," She smiled deviously. I suddenly remember Nick saying how everyone send revealing pictures to their significant other. I was mad at the accuracy and sad that I wasn't doing it too.
Selena propped herself up on her knees and turned to the full length mirror on the wall on my room, she tilt her head so her long raven hair would fall sideways, she pursed her lips and pushed out her chest. I heard the camera clicking and she giggled "Wow I look hot,"
A weird idea struck me when I watched her settle herself into my bed and started texting. I looked back to my own reflection in the same mirror asking myself if it's a good idea. Without considering much I got on my knees and pulled out my phone, imitating the pose Selena just did, but instead I pulled the end of my top and twisted it into my palm, pulling it. It made me show a good amount of skin above my hips.
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