Being the Sister of Them

I am not at all a girly girl

My friend Ashley who is the complete opposite of me she always wears makeup dresses and heels and actually gives a crap about her hair heck to the no for me I wear hoodies and sweatpants everyday with my hair half brushed and in a bun.

"Rosie omg I'm so excited about Dylan's party tonight aren't you!!! " She squealed as I saw her dimples pop out of her cheeks.

" I sort of have no choice but to be hes my brother so it's going to be at my house please don't try to do like what you did last time.." I gave her the death stare and saw her unreassuring eyes and I rolled my hazel eyes.

"Rosie pleaseeeee!" She pleaded.

I glowered at her and muttered under my breath

"Fine but you won't get so lucky next time."

I took her up to my boring pink room where she already had the curling iron plugged in I was going to make a smart butt comment but you know who cares she had her blue makeup case full of contraptions looking like there from Mars.

"You Ready?"

"I guess so" I bit my Tongue.

"Here you go" She said.

I looked at the mirror at my reflection my blue eyes were covered with a gold color eye shadow and eyeliner and my lips were a full pink color making my hair stand out in flowing curls cascading down my face I looked pretty dang good but heck I wouldn't say that to save my life.

TBC