The Makeover

Chapter Nine - Nothing is impossible my dear Irish friend

Monday came fast. I didn't even know when Sunday passed. Okay, maybe i'm exaggerating a little, but it did go by fast.

I woke up and did my usual morning routine. I curled my hair, and applied my make-up. I feel like i'm a professional now.

My outfit was picked out by me. I was proud of myself.

I had on a bright purple vest with a brown, black and beige leopard print sweater, a jeans short with dark purple stockings, and a tall biker-inspired boot which offered an edgy, modern look. One word. Hot!

"Ariana!" My grandmother called. "Alison is here to take you to school."

"Okay, i'm coming." I took one glance in the mirror and grabbed my bag, and headed down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Well someone looks hot," Alison commented as she saw me.

"Thanks" I blushed. "Let's go." I kissed my grandmother on the cheek, and said the three letter words and walked out the front door along side of Alison.

We got in the car, and she started the engine. She drove down the street, and we were off to school. We chatted and laughed all the way. We got to school in ten minutes.

Alison and I were walking towards the school building and a bunch of guys from the football team began whistling at us. I shook my head, and smiled a little. We walked inside, and all eyes were on us.

Seriously? I thought this whole staring thing was over. Well when the school's nerd gets a makeover and becomes friends with the hot new girl, you're like a high school celebrity.

We got to our lockers, and Ryan and his best friend Austin Richards came up to us.

"Hey gorgeous." He said to Alison. "Can you touch my arm, so I can tell my friends I've touched by an angel?" She giggled. We knew he wasn't flirting, only playing around. Hanna would kick his ass if he cheated on her. Harry would too.

"You're friends with Ryan right?" I asked smiling. He nodded and I smirked. "You have got to help him with his pick up lines, he has the worst ones ever."

Ryan was asking Alison for her number and he used the most common pick up line. Can you guess?

If you guessed "Hey baby, I lost my number. Can I have yours?" Give yourself a cookie.

"Let me guess," Austin grinned. "He used that you make me stutter line right." When I nodded, he continued. "He uses that one all the time."

"On every hot girl he sees." Harry stated. Our eyes met and he gave me his signature smirk, which almost had me fainting. But I didn't want him to know it affected me, so I kept my cool.

"I guess I'm hot then." Alison complimented herself, flipping her hair. "And leave his lame pick up lines alone, I like them."

"At least someone appreciates my lame pick up lines." Ryan approached us, throwing his arm over Alison's shoulder. "And no, you're not hot, you're gorgeous." He winked at her, and she blushed.

"Someone is singular Ryan," I said and everyone laughed. "That's only one." I opened my locker to get my books for my first class; Biology.

"You will always give me reasons to say how much I hate you." He replied in a playful voice, glaring at me.

"Your reasons will always give me reasons to say how much I don't care." I countered.

"That doesn't even make sense!" He shouted.

"You don't make sense." I retorted.

"Do you always have a comeback for everything?" He questioned.