I looked in the mirror trying to find where Jessica went. But couldn't seem to find her. My black wavy hair turned into a long spiral of curls going down till they touched the bottom of my breast. My gray eye color stood out with my gold colored cat eye. My nude color lipstick made my lips look even bigger then they were. Which Debra called Hot. Then my skin tight skirt hugged every tinny curve I had on my body.look like one of those girls from Vogue. In this dress and make up done, hair done, nails done. It was absolutely impossible to know who I was. "Aweee you really are hot, you should let me be your personal dresser!" Debra said with the biggest smile across her face. "I would say no but you did an excellent job I don't even recognize myself." Debra screeched as loud as a pig being chased by a butcher. My ears ringed to every E and K. After she was done screeching we both ended up laughing and and hugged. I think it's safe to say I think I found a friend. Possibly new bestfriend.

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