Eden Andrews, a girl with a troubling past for one purpose in life. That of moving away from the ghosts of his past.
Her life will change diametrically when Eden moves to Boston to take classes at her famous university. She will finally have the cha...
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- Shit, shit, shit! I suck.
It's been the fifteenth time that I start my makeup again. It is clear that I will never do any tutorial. I don't usually put a lot of beauty products on my face. Usually, I use a skin-colored eyeshadow, mascara and a little pink blush to revive my very pale complexion, which is more than enough. This time it's different. I must be able to melt into the skin of my character.
Halloween is a party I admire. For a whole evening, we have the opportunity to be whoever we want. We disguise ourselves, we camouflage ourselves and we don't care about others. But, the number one rule when it comes to choosing your outfit, is to be sure and certain to be able to prepare properly. I obviously did not think about it.
Here I am, sitting in my bed, legs crossed and only dressed in a bath towel. My hair is still wet and a lot of expensive products are sitting in front of me.
Thirty minutes later, my little mirror reflects a face darkened by glittery black eyeshadow, a dash of eyeliner perfectly tuned with my hazel eyes. My lips are now bright red and my cheekbones are rosy. I am rather satisfied with the result.
I take a look at my phone to check what time it is. April will appear from one second to the next to lead me to the disguised party. It is almost eight o'clock, and in this month of October, which is coming to an end, it is obviously dark outside at such an hour. I could not, therefore, go out and circulate to April's house with only darkness and bitumen as companionship. It's October 31st and I'm not credulous, there will be idiots disguised as a clown. Let's not tempt the devil.
As I predicted, April enters my room when I finish putting on my outfit. I have not yet had the courage to look at myself in the mirror. I take a deep breath. This outfit will make me ridiculous. Will I really wander like this? With so few clothes. In front of the group? In front of Jake? Give me right away my death sentence, I will sign it willingly. I move slowly, one step in front of the other while closing my eyes. I position myself in front of the giant mirror that is right next to my wardrobe. I dread the end product.
- You are gorgeous! Damn, the "sexy attitude" is inked in you, Eden. Look at you. Insists April.
- Let's talk about you instead. You are beautiful ! Even slouched in my bed, she remains dazzling.
Her clothes are beyond sexy. She wears a red bodice surrounded by black lace that so serves her chest that it could run away. How does she manage to breathe? Her skirt is too short and has the same patterns and the same color as her bodice. She wears black fishnet stockings and stiletto heels of the same color. Her wild, curly hair is lifted with pliers. A large feather appears on the red side.
- No more complaints, go back! she orders
- Okay. I giggle a little, because I can feel her behind me hopping.
Three, two, one ... I open my eyes and I remain stunned. I don't recognize myself absolutely. The girl exposed in front of the mirror is a version of me more Rock'n'Roll, prettier and darker. Never before had I looked at myself in a mirror like I do now. I feel exactly like the person I really am. A dark and secret version of Eden. The true adaptation of the one that suffocates in the depths of my being.
