*Lucy's View*
Calum and I walked into the mall and hit every store. I think I might have spent close to $500, all money that I dont have. Oh well, lets hope this is worth it. Calum dropped me off at home and then went home. I want to date him so badly, but im terrified of rejection. Especially after my past.
During my freshman year of high school, I was Beth. I was the pretty, popular one. I got so much attention and I loved it. But everything was as fake as the boob job I got. I know, a freshman with a boob job. I had several friends that I thought were my best friends, and so many guys loved me. But the girls just wanted money and popularity by association and the guys wanted sex. I didnt even realize it until I found out that my dad lost his job. Our only source of income. We lost our house, all of our money, our cars, our nice clothes, everything. When I went to my friends to talk to them because I was so upset, they acted like they were sorry and that they were there for me but slowly over the summer they stopped paying attention to me.
The next year all of my attention was gone. My old friends had new friends, and they guys started to ignore me because I no longer wore fancy, tight, and suggestive clothing. So I moved on, I got into socccer and I focused everything on it. I got a job and started saving money. I knew I would need a car, and I would need to pay for college, I would need to pay for everything. Looking back, I hate the way I used to be, but now im about to go back to that. I layed out everything I would need for tomorrow, I've been through the routine so I know exactly what I need to do. But before I went to bed, I texted Calum. I told him that the only thing that would make this perfect is if he pretended to be my boyfriend. Kissing and all. He said he was up for it, thank god.
I woke up the next morning and began to get ready. I put on skinny jeans, Stilettos, and a tight v-neck shirt. I put my hair in a half up half down style with a poof and curls. Then came the make up. I remember my exact routine. First I start with the concealer, then the foundation, then the powder. Next I move on to my eyes. Primer, shadow, liner, mascara. Then lips. I felt like a Barbie. Time to head to school. This will be interesting.
