Lexie's POV
"Oh Lexieee." Demi sang.
"Ugh." I moaned.
"Wake up sleepy head." I looked up for a split second threw squinted eyes.
"I don't wanna." I whined.
"Lex." Demi started shaking me.
"What." I mumbled into the pillow.
"Get up baby girl we have a big day."
"Ok." I yawned.
"Ok go get a shower there's a towel in the bathroom and I'll pick out your outfit."
"Ok dems." I giggled. I slowly made my way into the bathroom and turned the cold water on. Yes I know that's weird but I like getting cold showers because it helps your hair grow and it makes your hair very soft. People think I'm weird because I like the cold but I don't know what's so weird about it. I quickly jumped Into the shower and lathered my hair with shampoo waited a minute then washed it out. I wonder what me and Demi are going to do today. I know were gonna go clothes shopping, But knowing Demi were gonna have some kind of adventure. She'll probably almost crash on the way there because you know Demi and driving she's a crazy girl, But you gotta love her. I hope there aren't any paps because I know it makes Demi upset when they ask me questions about Damian. I just don't like her worrying so much Demi's very over protected time about me whenever someone looks at me different her mama bear claws come out.
"Lexie what's taking so long?!" Demi yelled. Shit I've been standing in the shower deep in thought for 20 minutes.
"Erm sorry I was thinking I'll be out in a minute!" I yelled back.
I quickly washed my body then shaved real quick which wasn't the best idea to rush while shaving because my legs got all cut up. When I got out of the shower I made my way to the sink and started blow drying my hair. Since my hair isn't that thick it only took me a couple minutes to get it dry.
Demi picked out an outfit for me. She had picked ripped skinny jeans, a white t-shirt with a rose on it and a jean jacket. I had always wanted to wear clothes like this but I always felt like I couldn't rock the style. I stepped into the jeans and started jumping up and down whole putting them on. Now don't tell me you've never but skinny jeans on like that, we all have at least once. The jeans hugged my thighs and the t-shirt was not to baggy but baggy enough to be a conferable fit. And the jean jacket was a bit big on me. It would have fit perfect 4 months ago if it weren't for Damian nearly starving me to death. Demi knocked on the door lightly then walked in.
"Lex you read-.. Awe! Baby girl you look so adorable! Do you wanna get more outfits like this?" I took another look at myself in the mirror before answering.
"I don't know... I mean do I rock this style?" I asked shyly.
"No Lexie you look terrible." Demi shot back sarcastically which caused me to giggle.
"No sarcasm Demetria." Demi groaned at me for using her full name.
"Baby girl you look beautiful.. But you just need a bit of make up to cover up that bruise." I sighed.
"Can you do It for me pleaseee?" Demi smiled.
"Of coarse babe." Demi grabbed my arm and leaded me into her room and pulled out her bag of make up. She dipped a makeup brush in powder then slowly wiped it on my face.
"Just a little there and.. Perfect!" Demi beamed.
"Thank you Dems."
"Of course baby girl."
