The Hooded Beauty

Little Black Dress

Over the next few days, I just focus on myself.
I resort back to the hoodie and I ignore everyone, even Jace.

My thigh is healing nicely and I had the stitches taken out.
My face is healing, I still look like an absolute wreck though.

I'm back to the person I used to be.
I sit in my car to eat my lunch.
I sit at the back of the class and remain silent.
After school, I just stay in my room.
I felt like I needed to regain strength for life.

I feel selfish for wanting to concentrate on myself but my mental health is more important than anything else.
These last few weeks have been a mess.

Jace has been trying to contact me a bunch. I've just ignored it.
Texts. Phone calls. Notes during class and him trying to talk to me.
He has even spoken to Kassy about me and asked why I'm ignoring him.
He hurt me.
I let him hurt me.
Does he really think helping me one time will make it okay? Make what he said the other day okay? Because it won't.

Today is Friday, which means tomorrow I get to sleep for as long as possible (more than likely will be all day, I'm lazy). It's also lunchtime, so I am sat in my car eating some dry cookie crisp cereal and reading a book.

Shit.
Lunch is nearly over.
I rush into the corridor, making my way to my locker to grab some things I need before the bell rings and everyone scampers around.

I'm walking, just minding my own business.
The halls are empty.

But then someone comes at me from the side and drags me into an empty dark classroom.
Either someone really wants my attention or I am about to be killed.
Fun.

"What do you want Jace?"
"I just wanted to talk" He says normally.
"Well, talk then" I sigh folding my arms, I do not have the energy to entertain this.
He remains silent.
I grow frustrated with every second that passes.
Nothing.
So you drag me into a room then go silent?
That makes total sense.
"Talk or I'm leaving" that should get him talking.

"I just wanted to see how you were" He says innocently.
He says it like he has done nothing wrong.
That's it.
I'm done playing games.
"Why do you act like you want me one minute, then the next you don't want me?"
He grows silent and looks away.

"To be totally honest with you, I'm ashamed to be seen with you" He says so easily, each word rolls off the tongue like he's said this a million times to a million girls.
I don't feel hurt by this remark, instead I laugh and walk away.
I walk out of the school and I go home.
I come first.

I spend the next few hours in my room in some comfy pyjamas watching Netflix.
Then, a Kassy slams my door open and and waltz's in.
"Why did you leave school?" She asks in a bitchy tone.
She acts more like my mother than my own mother does.
I don't know how to reply so I just sigh.
"Jace again?" She begins to walk over to my bed and plonks herself down, she already knows the answer. So I just nod.

She huffs.
Then, suddenly perks up.
Like a lightbulb has just gone off in her head. I'm intrigued so I look over and raise my eyebrows at her.

"Let's go to a party tonight" she squeals.
I ponder in my head whether this is a good idea. I could sit here and be comfortable and relaxed all night or I can go and potentially have fun. If it's boring then I can always come back home.
Nothing to lose really.
"Alright"
"Party is at 9pm so you have like three hours to watch your shit show and then get ready" and with that statement she walks off.
And leaves my door open.
Why does everyone do that?
Just close the door after yourself, dammit woman!

I go back and forth in my head deciding if i should go or not.
So I sleep on it.

Ok, I can't sleep.

I get up and just decide to go through my wardrobe, I may as well try to find something to wear to this party.
It can't be a fancy party so that rules out fancy clothes.
It's really hot too, so that rules out thick clothes.

How can I have all of these clothes, yet have nothing to wear?
I sort through the whole of my wardrobe. I'm exhausted.
I think I have set my eyes on an outfit though. Let's just hope it's not too casual.
I check the time and I've managed to spend two hours going through my wardrobe.

They say time flies when you are having fun. But none of that was fun.

I take a shower.
Then start the task of getting ready.
My outfit does not include a hood so I'm going to have to do my hair and makeup.
My hair has been in braids all day, so I take the braids out and run my fingers through my hair.
I love the way the waves look so I decide to go with this look. It looks like them beachy waves everyone loves.
Then, onto my makeup.
I do my face and beat it to the nines with the beauty blender.
I watched a video on how to contour so I know how to do it right.
I looks good.
I highlight my cheekbones and down my nose because that's what the video told me to do.
The internet never lies right?
I fill my brows in and highlight underneath them. Then onto my eyes.
I decide to add a pink and red and blend that out. It's not too full on but just enough.
I finish it off with a winged eyeliner and mascara.
False lashes take up too much time to do. It is effort.

Then I get changed.
I chose some ripped jeans and a long sleeved lace plum body suit with a plunging neckline.
I feel like a plunging neckline is the way to go with an outfit because it makes it look like you have put a lot of effort into the way you look.

I look in the mirror and decide I look good enough so I grab a sleek black blazer jacket and some heels and wander over to Kassy's room.
Where I hear banging and clashing around.
The fuck is she doing in there?
I rush and open the door.
The sight that I am met with is something I wasn't prepared for.
Damn, I thought I was messy.

Literally, every item of clothing is covering the floor. In heaps and stacks.

"What on Earth have you done?" I manage to speak.

"I have nothing to wear!" she cries out. I follow the voice and find her in the middle of a pile of clothes.

I start rummaging around finding things she could wear.
I find a little black dress and she looks astonished that I have managed to find her an outfit.
She already has her makeup and hair done.
While she changes I find her some heels.

Then we are both ready.
We link arms and off we go.