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Dear,
Tommy Williams
I would totally not see myself as Belle as in Belle from Beauty and the beast. The only difference is that Belle has brown hair, not strawberry locks like I do. I should be a cupcake.
"I don't like it," I complain as Angelica seems to study my flaws. She's sitting in her bed.
"Suck it up Sky, officially you're Belle, I don't want to be her anymore." She begins as she takes a sip from her orange juice before placing it on her night stand. "We need to dye your hair." She more like orders.
"Ahhhh how about...." I ponder. "no." I suggests. But she ignores my opinion.
"Wait here a second," Angelica jumps from her bed and leaves the room. I shake my head. After a few minutes after she left I hear a knock on the door. Before I could answer the door swung open without warning. I fall out of her bed.
"Angelica?" He says after he realized she wasn't here. "oh, I'm so sorry." He walks up to me and gives me a hand. I take it and with a slightly push he yanked me up. I let go and brush away like if I had any dust on me.
"He-hi I'm Michael," He hands me the same hand he used to help me up. "And you are?" He ask as he raised an eyebrow.
"Sky," I smile and shake his hand. "Angelica's best friend." I say nervously.
"Alright can you just tell her I came for this?" He takes a flash drive and walks back to the door. He doesn't wait for an answer, only gives a thank.
After he left I sat back to the bed this time making sure I wont fall again. I wondered about Michael, she never told me about her brother. He seemed only a year older than her, then again she hasn't told me anything about her private life. He was wearing a baseball shirt and pants, he must be a baseball player. He was built in like a baseball player. He had same black hair as Angelica but his was shorter and a bit dense on the front. Shortly after Angelica came in with a box of hair color dye. I would say we both argued for about 30 minutes before we both decided that if I changed my hair color to light brown she will buy me a book till my natural hair color comes back. So it's pretty much a win win situation.
And so after a great 1 hour and 30 minutes, my newly dyed hair is wrapped in a green towel in my head. Angelica decided to get McDonald's while we waited. Therefore, once she was finished eating her Big Mac and large French fries she came and undid the towel, letting my freshly dyed hair falls down to my shoulders. I then ran to the bathroom, I flicked the light switch on and there I was with a enlighten shade of light brown hair.
Yours truly,
Sky ✉
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