High School Crush

Chapter 8

>>Kimmy P.O.V<<

I woke up to the sound of the beautician saying "let's peel of the mask first, if you'll excuse me Ms". She did that very gently like I was some porcelain, I could stay with the pampering all day truthfully this pampering thing and massaging make me want to sleep more but the heavenly activities should be ended soon to my dismay. After expressing my gratitude to her, she opened the door and led the way to changing room. I saw the huge mirror and saw my reflection. There standing me in my brighter skin, the once milk chocolate skin had turned into a more yellow-ish skin. No more dull skin, and in a day too, woah....perfect. My skin felt more healthy and rejuvenated. If it was possible I felt more younger too. Maybe because of this new appereance. How ever I was encouraged to come regularly, at least once a week to maintain this new look.

I only lost a kilo though on my first day, so heres my new routine. After school I would religiously come straight to the beautician, yep..the same routine, green tea, masking, laser and the food restriction, bread and fruit. After several months some people start noticing me, at least that what I felt. For example, on my way home after the beauty treatment, I rode a bus. But, sadly the bus seat was full so I was standing, maybe there was one or two people standing at that time. Then this guy gave his seat to me, I was feeling ecstatic. Never had a guy treat me like that before. A cute guy too, I was standing far from him and backfacing him but he gently tapped my shoulder and offered me his seat. So this was the feeling of a beautiful girl, life more easy. Before, I always standing for three hell hours and no one would offered me their seat, jerk. But, because I was the nerd me, I didn't know perhaps that's the way a guy signaling to me and maybe could lead to other things, but I was to consumed to myself and my homework and didn't read the signal. Now thinking back then, it was very stupid of me, yeap, I was really that typical nerd.

My home-room teacher notice my changing. Which is weird, a good weird though. I didn't know she knew my name of all brilliant student, though I always gave my salute and smile occassionally to her if we met on the hall way. But, my thought was wrong, unexpectedly she read every little things changing in me from the body weight when I was freshman until the facial character. Typical math teacher, yes she was my math teacher. And boy, she read my changing well and straight to the point. Feeling happy, about this, but deep down I wanted it to be Aiden that should be telling all of this, He should be coming to me, texting me, had a coffe with me, and asked me to be his girlfriend. But not. I am okay there's a lot of scenario that going in my mind. Yep I am okay.... I wish I was okay * crying in my sleep *