I am broken. I've always been broken. My walls are so high, that even God can't get past them. Anyone who tries gets knocked down. That's why I'm bullied. I'm the freak of the school and it doesn't help. But what they don't know, what they all don't...
I looked in the mirror and admired all three of us. We looked stunning! Totally kicking some ass today! Before we got dressed, Grace and I taught Maeve the hip hop routine that we were gonna slay.
Grace was wearing a long sleeved dress that was black and very sparkly. She let down her braids, styling it so it would stay on one side. She completed her look with a pair of gold pumps, gold hoops and sleek, winged eyeliner.
Grace's dress
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Maeve on the other hand was going for a more innocent look. She was wearing a cute white off the shoulder dress that ended about mid thigh. She paired it with a pair of white wedges and a choker.
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I tried to stay in black, wearing a black, long sleeved transparent top and tucked it into a baby pink leather skirt. I added some pink crystal drop earrings and light pink pumps. You could see my black bra through the top but I didn't mind. My eyeliner was on fleek with two perfectly angled wings.
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"Girls, we are going to slay this!" Grace squealed. We walked downstairs to her car when Brett and the boys walked out of his house. Their eyes shamelessly raked over our bodies. I caught Luke checking out Maeve and smirked. They too were dressed up. Luke was wearing a white v-neck and a simple black leather jacket. Cole was wearing a tight grey v-neck and some black jeans. Brett looked hot, I must admit. He was wearing a black buttoned up shirt that was rolled up at the sleeves, exposing his muscles. His hair was styled into his usual sexy quiff.
