Lonely Girl Does Stupid Things

Chapter Four

So Faith had been at Lani's it seems for ages although we agreed to meet at nine. You ever get the feeling your friends make plans without you? I do all the time. I told myself maybe they wanted to plan something for my birthday in secret but it was clear that was not the case. They were sat in front of the mirror adding endless amounts of make up. The music on her Spotify was playing, always Bruno Mars, he was her absolute favourite.

"Hey Girls" I said. They both smiled and looked at me.

Now most guys see girls like them and think of them as these beautiful drop dead gorgeous people, but I get to see the real thing. Lani's gorgeous don't get me wrong, but she wears so much make-up and everyday too, when you see her without it, it's quite astounding, she has dark circles around her eyes and her skin isn't great either, but seeing her now, with lots of blue eyeshadow, pink lipstick and her hair slicked back with a long fake blonde ponytail, she looked so amazing. I felt sorry for the girl who had to be stood next her in the club, in fact I felt extremely sorry for her, because it would probably be me. As for Faith, she had a very small chest, and pushed them up as much as she could, with bras. All these things we women do to ourselves, I suppose I'm not one to talk really. Faith stood up and revealed her outfit, she had on skinny black jeans and a gold bra top thing, she had on a long black wig, she looked like Naomi Campbell, well a shorter version. She walked over to me.

"Lets see then" she said unzipping my jacket, I suddenly felt shy, but I took it off.

"You look amazing babe" Lani said.

"You really think so?" I asked

"Absolutely." Faith said. "But you should put on some eye shadow or something." She went on.

"No it looks silly on me." I told them, I was just useless with make up.

"Or try some eye liner, that looks good on everyone." Lani said "In fact I have these false lashes, they'd look so good on you babe." She insisted. I'm not really a false lashes person, my head kept telling me, but I had to stop being so reluctant to trying new things, it had gotten me no where so far.

"Okay lets try it" I said.

"Wow, that didn't take much persuading, are you drunk?" Faith questioned. I shook my head.

"Me neither, lets get started." She said and went to the dresser where lay a small black plastic bag full of clinging clanging glass bottles, she pulled out a small bottle of Smirnoff, a bottle of summer hill rose and another of white wine and finally a big bottle of sprite, then got three mugs from the kitchen and began mixing drinks while Lani put on the lashes. I wish I felt that comfortable to go into Lani's kitchen like that, but I just feel like her family would look at me like 'Who does she think she is?'

I was now sat on the bed with Lani, she had the lashes gripped tightly with tweezers and was gently adding glue to the them. Her eyes were so focused and she was poised and careful.

"Okay now hold still." she said and carefully put each lash on, the wetness of the glue felt weird, and after she was done I just wanted to rub my eyes, but I resisted the urge. Lani then applied the eyeliner and added mascara to bind my lashes with the fake ones, her words not mine.

"Oh my god you look amazing" Faith said bringing over the drinks, I took my compact mirror out of my purse and looked at myself, at first it looked horrible, the mass of black all over my eye and the lashes looked like furry caterpillars, I went over to the full body mirror, and actually it didn't look half bad, I looked quite nice, sexy even?

"Aww our baby's growing up." Faith said hugging Lani. I felt like a woman. You know when your used to being called girl and then one day someone refers to you as a woman and you think to yourself, me? A woman? No! Well I really felt like a woman then and there, but the damn bow on my halter-neck was coming loose again, I could feel it, and every time I bent down I could feel my nipple making a break for freedom, I fixed myself up as best I could. I took the pink Minnie mouse mug full of vodka and sprite then clinked mugs with Lani and Faith, then took a big gulp. As the taste hit my taste buds my throat gagged and every fibre of me shivered as I forced the concoction down. It was dreadful, but then afterwards this warm feeling came, the cheeky acknowledgement that soon it would bring me out of myself, I know excessive alcohol isn't good and I know you don't need it to have a good time, but I never drink! So what's wrong with this one time, to be free and uninhibited I'm not even sure what that word means, but it probably means what I think it means.

"Lets send a snap" Faith said getting up, joining me in front of the mirror, Lani followed, both girls stood checking their make up and straightening their outfits, I promptly did the same, pushing down the hairs coming out of place. The song beautiful girls by BOB was playing and Faith made a snap of us singing along in the mirror, it felt amazing for once just being silly and having fun, but every so often I caught my face next to theirs and I felt like a fraud, like an ugly girl pretending she's pretty, next to her pretty friends, there was always the ugly one, and it so obviously me. I did what I always did, try to ignore my irrationality, plus the booze was helping me forget my insecurities. We continued listening to music and getting into the mood for the night, we finished the wine within minutes of opening it and finally got ready to leave.

"The Uber's here." Lani said and we all made our way out, me last of course, but before I left her room I noticed something on her dresser that I thought would be a good idea to keep with me, It was her bible, I needed it to read scripture and remind me of who I am.... Just kidding it was the bottle of vodka we hadn't finished, I stuffed it into my pocket and left. What must you think of me? Am I coming across well or not? Well don't worry, either way I know you'll feel sorry for me when you find out the tragedy, that I had no idea was to unfold.