i sipped my bob marley iced tea and scrolled through tumbr as chase curled my hair. i liked almost everything and reblogged about half the stuff i saw.
"done!" chase squeals as she sets the curling iron on the stand so it doesn't burn my counter. i look up and my eyes widen. "you did this in twenty minutes?" i gape. turning all sides and using two mirrors so i can completely see the back of my hair. "that's amazing chase!"
she smirks. "i know, now move so i can do my hair! i put our outfits on your bed. you're is the one of the left"
i nod and walk out of my bathroom. when i see the skimpy outfits she picked i wonder how we are friends.. but then they are sort of cute.. just really showy.
for me she picked out a loose black tank crop top with 'X O' with a small heart above it symbalized on the front, light wash high waisted shorts with one side denim design and the other side cheeta print. a thin slick black belt to acessorise a little, dark brown bamboo fold over combat boots, and my favorite part.. an american flag bandanna.
first i change into my extra padded black bra and put on some shin-high black socks. i slip the shirt on over my head and shimmy into the shorts. i buckle the belt then put the boots on and decide not to fold them down. doing a half back bend, hovering in the air, getting the hair off my neck, i tie my bandanna like a headband like i normally do then stand up straight. right as i was walking back into the bathroom my bedroom door opened and mandy came running through. "i came as soon as i got your text!" she squeals and drops her bags.
she was already dressed, what did she need bags for?
"what are in the bags?" i ask.
"one for make up" she points to the littler bag. "the second for my pagamas and clothes for tomorrow" she points to one of the other bags. "and the last one is holding a bunch of food and drinks and candy and other junk you two fat pigs like" she shrugged.
"oh my gosh i love you!" i run to her and give her a huge hug.
she laughs and hugs me back. "i know, i'm a lovable person" she smiles.
"mandy get your butt in here! i have do your hair!" chase screams from my bathroom.
"coming!!" she laughs and runs to her. i close my door then follow her into my large bathroom. next to them, i grab my make up bag and open it up.
"oh no no babe. i'm doing that" chase says.
"but you did my hair"
"well i'm doing make up too"
"don't be silly! you'll never get all of us ready in time!" mandy says. "come child, i'll do your make up" she twists her chair and chase moves too so she'll have room to do my make up.
"why can't i do my own make up?" i ask.
"oh honey, it's Aaron Riley's party! your little innocent girl look is not gonna fly there" mandy says. "and i'm guessing chase picked out your outfit"
"sure did!" chase smiles proudly.
"whatever. just don't do it too dark or heavy" i say and mandy waves me off.
"leave it to me. i'll make you look stunnning"
i sigh and pull up my other vanity chair beside hers and she does my make up while chase continues to curl her hair.
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half hour later..
we're all dressed and ready to go.
we all look absolutely amazing!
mandy did my make up, not too dark and heavy but also not very light like i usually do.. and i have to say i look much better with the make up she did than what i normally do. just eyeliner and mascara does not do me justice.
