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•Makeup // Reggie Peters•

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"Do you even know what any of this does?" I ask Reggie who is currently sat, across from me.

"No, but I'll have to figure it out at some point."

"Why did I agree to this?"

"Because you love Reggie and would do anything to make him happy." Alex says, he is sitting on my bed. I glare at him with a sarcastic smile.

"I know Alex is right, but why can't I do it too? I think makeup is fun." Luke complains once again.

"Because it's Reggie, he might accidentally stab me a few times, but he'll actually try make it look good, you on the other hand would make me look like a clown."

"A very pretty clown." Luke corrects. I roll my eyes and bring my attention back to Reggie, who is staring at the makeup in front of him, with wonder and confusion.

"You start with this." I grab the primer and give it to him.

"Oh." He smiles and opens the cap, squeezing a large amount onto his hand. Rip my pores.

"You really don't need that much, even I could've told you that." Alex comments.

"Well you're not the one doing the makeup are you?" Alex lowers his head, probably trying to hide his laugh, at Reggie's attempted comeback.

"What next?" He asks.

"Next you have to wipe some of this off, it is literally coating my skin."

"And that's not a good thing?" I sigh and wipe off some of the primer with a face wipe.

"Okay, now that my face isn't covered anymore, this goes on next." I hand him the foundation and he looks at me very confused.

"How do I open this?"

"It's already open just push it down." He places the tube on the floor and pushes his hand fully down onto the bottle, making the foundation spill all over my floor. "Not like that."

"I didn't know the floor wanted it's makeup done too." Alex teases.

"Alright, that's it, out! Now!"

"What did we do?" Luke questions.

"You're making him nervous, he obviously wants to do a good job to show you guys that he can actually do it, but youre being rude to him, so get out and I'll show you when Hes done. Maybe." I slam my bedroom door in their faces and lock it.

"I'm sorry I messed." Reggie says quietly.

"It's okay, I do this a lot. I'm not exactly a clean makeup artist." I smile at him, hoping that it will calm his nerves.

"What next?"

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"I now present to you, me with beautiful makeup on." I shout as I walk to Luke and Alex, with Reggie trailing behind me.

Alex and Luke inspect my face with such confidence, that they'll find something wrong, but obviously they didn't find anything.

"No ways he did that." Alex says.

"Don't be like that dude, he obviously tried hard, well done Reg, it looks good." Luke compliments Reggie.

"Thanks Luke but, it's not that good."

"Dude this is better then what I've seen people do." He turns and looks at me, "I hate to admit it but Reggie does a better job at makeup then you."

"Usually I would wanna kill you right now, but right now, I fully agree with you." I say to Luke. I walk up to him, and pinch his cheek, a little harder then I should, just so he knows I'm a little mad at him.

"Come on Reg, lets go clean this off my face before my pores are blocked forever."

Two things that I've learnt today, 1 - Reggie is surprisingly good at makeup, and 2 - My pores will never be the same.