Lonely Girl Does Stupid Things

Chapter Three

By eight, I was dressed in my room looking into my bedroom mirror making sure I looked okay. Clothes and clothes were piled on my floor, when I didn't know what I was going to wear. That was yesterday. I try to be tidy, I guess I'm a work in progress. The dress looked better in my bedroom mirror, but then again, everything always did. It looked a lot more purple now and the material was thin, almost transparent to my eyes, I turned around and I could see the dress outlined every curvature of my body. I couldn't decide if it made my bum look dreadful or better, The front looked quite good to be honest, it accentuated my curves, I wasn't used to having my bare legs out, but I had to admit they looked okay. The Primark bra was really uncomfortable, like two melons in a coin purse, but it did the job, apart from my nipple popping out every now and then, just had to make sure I kept checking it was in okay, but the halter neck kept coming loose, and I don't know why. Overall I looked decent, I'd did myself up with make up, Lani and Faith do all this contouring and highlighting business, and I don't know anything about that, but I put foundation on, some blush and lip gloss. My skin is quite clear I suppose, but I have virtually no eyelashes, they're just there, the mascara helped a little I suppose. I have a beauty spot just above my eyebrow, which I'm starting to like more and more, people called it a mole when I was in school, which made me hate it. I didn't want anything to make me stand out from the rest, but I guess I like it now.

I'd straightened the life out of my thick black hair, and it came down just passed my shoulders, dry and shiny. I hated it natural, it looked messy and frizzy, a complete disaster. I stood in the mirror with my hand on my hip, trying to look seductive, I practised my different kinds of smile, the flirtatious grin, the demure side smile, the mysterious one, not showing teeth.

"What are you doing?" I heard a voice call, I twisted round quickly, but I wasn't used to wearing the black heels Lani let me borrow, I tripped and fell onto my hands and knees, looked up to see my annoying little brother Peter standing over me cracking a smile.

"None of your business!" I said getting back up, checking my dress was still alright, okay I guess there's more than clothes on my bedroom floor, empty crisps packets, chocolate wrappers, but it's not as bad as it sounds I swear.

"Oh yea it's your birthday thing tonight." He said watching me scramble to my feet. I stood and straightened out my dress, checking the mirror that I still looked okay.

"Yes it is, so if you don't mind a little privacy would be nice." I said.

"That's a bit revealing don't you think? You like you're about to start the night shift on Brixton high street." He said watching me watch my reflection. He's so annoying.

"Shut up! Compared to girls these days, I look modest" I told him. I stared at myself, I looked good, I looked different, maybe he was right, maybe I just looked slaggy.

"Speaking of which, is Lani coming over then, would like to see what she'll be wearing" He said. He'd never been such a man slag until he turned twenty last year. Somehow he gotten this sudden urge to sleep with anything with a pulse. Everyone keeps telling me how attractive he's gotten, Lani and Faith included, it's really cringey. Well all of a sudden he now has a crush on Lani, and flirts with her every time she's around, which isn't that often, but oh my gosh I think she's starting to flirt back, it's extremely disgusting.