"You're home to me.
And I love coming home."
Emily, Blake's sister came barging into my room, arms carrying make up and hair products. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for the torture I was about to endure.I can still remember the times my Mother would force makeup on my face, claiming that I was far too ugly to walk out of the house without it.
"You ready?" Emily asked, a smile on her face.
"Yeah, let's just get this part over with." Emily nodded her head and got to work. I wasn't sure what she was doing, I was staring into space for most of it.
"I need you to keep your eyes open for this," Emily said, holding eyeliner. "I'll do your waterline first."
As soon as the eyeliner came near my eye, my eyelids squeezed shut as if by instinct. Hoping she wouldn't notice, I kept my eyes closed.
"Uh, you need to keep your eyes open." She said, trying to encourage me.
"They are." I said, eyes still closed.
She sighed, "Cassidy, the sooner you open your eyes and let me do your waterline, the sooner you'll be off on your date with Blake"
I groaned in annoyance when I realised she was right. Taking a deep breathe, I prepared myself for what was to come.
Her hand care closer and closer to my eye and then suddenly, I felt the tip of the pencil hit the area just below my eye.
I held onto the table beside me for support, imagining her slipping and poking my eye out. I suppose you could say I have a phobia of people touching my eye, it's something I've always had and this definitely wasn't making it any better. Trying to hold still, I was allowed to keep my eyes closed after that, thank Goddess, and I was all ready thirty minutes later.
Standing in front of the mirror, I admired the light pink eyeshadow Emily had applied and as much as I hated to admit it, the damn eyeliner made my eyes stand out more than usual. Looking at my watch, I noticed that I only had ten minutes left until Blake was going to knock on our bedroom door to take me out on our first date. Excitement immediately took over my entire being and I rushed over to the wardrobe to grab my dress.
(Cassidy's dress for the evening.)
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Alpha, Chase Me *old version* discontinued*
WerewolfHighest Rank: #58 in Werewolf "Most species bare their teeth as a threat, as a display of aggression. It's a reminder that these clenched jaws can and will open your yielding throat. I want you to remember this the next time I smile." ...