Chapter 8- Part 1

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*Bailey's POV*

It's the day of prom and I literally woke up with a smile on my face. It was really sweet of Harry to go out of his way and take me to prom. He even went the extra step to ask me in an extraordinary way. Apparently, the 'girl' he had plans for was me. Even though we're going as friends I have this weird feeling that I don't want to share him if another girl asks to dance with him. It's all up to him though, if he wants to dance with another girl, he can dance with whoever. I'm not going to stop that.

I didn't really do my hair this morning because Destiny and I were going to get our hair done later, so I put it in a messy bun. My make up was minimal too, just Bare Minerals© and mascara. After my make up, I put on black, high waisted shorts and my 5sos tank top, paired with my galaxy Vans and a bandana. If you were to look in my closet, you would see a majority of Vans, tank tops, skinny jeans, leggings, and shorts. To the left of my closet I have a bunch of flower crowns, bandanas, and scarves. To the right, I have a shelf full of flat bills and beanies. My style is like hipster/skater. I also have an obsession of aviators. I dunno, I have a shopping addiction.

Anyways, Destiny and I went out to get our nails done. Well, I went and dragged her along. I also forced her to get her nails done. Haha, I'm an amazing friend. I got French tip and I could only persuade Destiny to get a very light, almost clear, pink. After the nail salon, we went to Jamba juice for a smoothie. While we were there, I called my friend and made sure her aunt was still coming to do our hair and make up. Christiane has done make up for big celebrities on E! News, so she's amazing. Plus she said she would do it for free since I helped her niece. Getting ready for prom is really stressful, but fun at the same time. Kind of like a mini version of a wedding.

The day past by quickly, it was already 4 o'clock. First our make up was done, Destiny got a smokey eye done. It was a mix of purple and black. My eye make up was also a smokey but goldish with some brown tint/sparkles. My long, golden brown hair was pinned to one side and curled in big beach waves. My hair eneded just below my rib cage. Destiny's was curled as well but in a long, messy fish tale with a few cheeks hanging out. It looked really pretty on her.

After our make up was done, we headed to my room so we could help each other with our dresses. She wore a long, silky purple dress that had a sweetheart neckline. I had added a diamond beaded belt to her waist because when she bought it it was too plain. On her neck was a silver heart necklace Andre had given her. Destiny hates heels, so she wore white converse under her dress. Surprisingly, she made them work.

My dress was a white, flowy sweet heart neckline with gold accents. It had a gold kind of belt underneath my breasts and along the top sides. I was going for a Greek goddess look. I waited to put on my gold stilettos for when the guys get here. I looked in the mirror and carefully slipped on a golden headband on the upper part of my forehead. I also put on dangly gold earrings in my first piercing and big diamond ones in the second. Destiny stood beside me in the mirror, I was still two inches shorter. She smirked when she noticed i was comparing out height. Stupid butt. "Don't say anything."

"I wasn't." she chuckled.

"Suuurre you weren't." I smiled and playfully rolled my eyes.

I grabbed my IPhone and stuffed in my gold clutch purse, as well as lip gloss and those mini tooth brushes with the toothpaste already on it. Then I grabbed my shoes and walked out of the room with Daisy.

"Gum?" she asked, holding a stick out for me.

"Sure." I popped in in my mouth as we walked down the stairs.

Kathy was super excited when she saw us. She gasped and held her hand to her mouth for a minute, probably gathering her thoughts. "You girls look beautifulllll..." then she walked over to Destiny and hugged her lightly and kissed her cheek. "And Dessiiii, you're going up so fassstt."

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