Not Giving Up

[4] Makeover Madness

Wendy's POV

It was already noon when I woke up. The clock reads '12:25'. I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, thinking about how I was going to manage to make Noah a Prince Charming. I continued thinking and staring at the ceiling that was the colour yellow. A light bulb should be appearing above my head right now. I need an idea, ASAP. Fashion's really not my thing. I didn't know why Noah asked me to help him.

AHA!! What about if I tried to search from the Internet since I still had two hours?

I stood up and went to my study table, opened my laptop then pressed the power button. I searched about how male celebrities dress, like Zac Efron and Logan Lerman. Did I mention that both of them are so H - O - T....... HOT? If I were to compare Noah to them – the hair styles, their clothes, their eyes… There would be a thick line separating the both. Hmmm... But who knows right? And I could be Noah's fairy godmother. 

After searching and looking on the different styles that suit Noah. After scanning some celebrity fashion what to wear and what’s not I closed the laptop to hibernate.

I stood up and went directly to the bathroom and took a warm shower, then, once I was through, I blow dried my hair and got dressed in pair of faded jeans and a simple pink shirt.

I went down stairs to eat my lunch. Time check, I looked at my watch, '1:35'. I still have 25 minutes to eat. I entered the kitchen and found mom baking cupcakes.

"Hi honey, you had a good sleep?" Mom asked, sending a smile my way. "Yeah, where's dad?" I asked as I sat on the dinning chair. 

"He's on a business trip in San Francisco. He'll be there for 3 days. Here, eat." She said, placing a plate of baked potatoes and grilled beef. "I know you don't want to be disturbed when you sleep, especially on weekends, but please eat your meals on time. I don't want you to be sick. Okay?"

"Sure, sorry.” I said, “and mom,” I paused for a moment. “Can I go out today?" 

“With whom?" Mom asked, curious.

"With Noah, a friend of mine.”

“Really?” She sent a suspicious look my way. “You should invite your friend to come over sometime."

"Mom, he's just my friend, Noah.”

"Yeah, I know, I just want to meet your friend. Ask him if he wants to eat dinner with us tonight, okay?"

"Okay, maybe next time... or never," I quipped. Mom just let out a small laugh.

  

Noah

After I finished eating lunch, I texted Wendy.

"B ready. On my way."

I went to the garage, opened the car door and started the engine. I just hope that Wendy could help me with Ashley, fingers crossed. 

Wendy

My phone beeped. I got a message from Noah. 

"B ready. I’m on my way." From Noah. 

 I chewed and swallowed my food quickly. I went upstairs and brushed my teeth. 

* HONK HONK*

I looked at the window and saw the white Audi TT RS in front of our house. That must be Noah. I went down and kissed mom on the cheek. "Bye, love you."