I look at the drained down girl in front of me. The golden brow hair, permanently in a high messy bun, had been released down, leaving it in soft curls that bounced with every movement. The Ice blue eyes, that sparkled, with a thin black flick on the top half, was a dull colour with no sparkle and smudged black all over the place. This girl unfortunately had to be me. I slipped out of my clothes and went into the shower. After I had a final rinse off, I switched the shower off. I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around my soaking body. I applied a small flick of eyeliner on my upper lash line and a bold red lipstick on my lips. I grabbed my straighteners and did my hair, as I walked into my kitchen I looked at my reflection in the gorgeous full length mirror. My red worn out converse, matched with my forest green jeans and my white Hollister tank top . My hair was in a ponytail, perfectly straight. I grabbed my art folder walked out into the sunlight.
Sorry it's short.....
