𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 » goodbye good girl

CHAPTER TWELVE

MY BLACK WIG sat perfectly upon my head.
Long, volumized, dark curls twirled onto my back.

My makeup was applied just as good, leaving a shadowy dark purple effect on my eyes.

Rich, smooth, dark red lips, and an outfit that could kill, rested perfectly on me.
I looked myself over in the mirror and grinned.
I placed a grey beanie over the back of my hair, and threw on some mittens.

I was wearing black leggings, tall bronze colored socks that went up to about my knees, a dark grey top, and a cute crop jacket that was puffy and warm. It was bright white, and the hood had some soft fur on it.

Damn, I was hot as fuck as Ashley.

I heard my phone ringing over on the bed.
I looked at the name and picked it up.
"Hey Wendy."

"Hey! Are you ready? I'll be there in just a minuet." She asked.

"Yeah, I'll be waiting outside." I replied and hung up.
I laughed to myself and ran downstairs.
I slipped on my brown boots and left the house.

I waited patiently on my front steps, looking around the neighborhood.
I could hear Cartman and his mom arguing from next door.

Now would be about the time he would run over to my house swearing up a storm and I'd be the one to calm him down.
One time he got so mad, he punched the wall in his bedroom and I had to take him to the hospital because he almost broke his knuckles.

Bright lights from a car blinded my vision temporarily, and I stood to my warm feet.
Wendy pulled up in a grey Chevy, and parked the car.

I smirked and stuffed my hands into my pockets, strolling down to the end of the driveway where she had parked the car.
"Yo bitch!" I laughed and trotted up to the door.

"Girl, you look hot as fuck. I'm so excited that I'm helping you with this prank." She laughed and let me in.
I felt the warmth of her seats from the heaters and got comfortable.

"Me too. Thanks for driving me, I didn't wanna go alone." I smiled at her.
"Yeah no, I totally get it. It's scary driving in the snow." She replied, not taking her eyes off the road.

I nodded and looked out the window.
"Are you going to actually stay there? Or are you just dropping me off," I asked her curiously.
I didn't mind either way.
I kind of hoped that she'd stay, but I think I might be less anxious without her there.

"Bebe and I were gonna meet up and go. We wanted to watch the show." She laughed, relaxing her grip on the wheel.

I laughed back, and turned up the radio.
"Cool." I giggled.

We finally arrived and parked the car into the large parking lot.
It was pretty packed tonight.

I hopped out of the car and brushed myself off, fixing up the bangs on my wig in her side view mirror. Wendy got out of the car and hit the lock button, alarming me with a soft beep.

"Okay let's go!" She beamed.
I didn't really get the change to look her over since it was so dark in the car.

She was wearing a comfy outfit tonight.
Grey leggings, an oversized red hoodie, and some black Ugg boots. She also had a pair of black gloves on.
He hair was shiny and straightened perfectly, and you could practically smell her shampoo she used from across the room.