Rosalyn Henderson loved her brother and mother and that why she hated how she felt trapped by responsibilities that someone her age shouldn't have. Because of those responsibilities, she was going to be trapped in this feeling of misery forever. It...
Rosalyn bit her bottom lip as she sews white pearl beads onto the white lace dress that was on the mannequin. When she finished the design she took a step back to double-check the beautiful but complicated design made of gold sparkling sequin trim, black beads and white pearls that were on the front of the dress. It went along the sweetheart neckline and end above the pelvic bone. "One done and seven more to go," She uses her forearm to wipe her brow. "Shit, why did I decided on this design." She sighs.
"LYN, STEVE IS TRYING TO SNEAK IN THROUGH THE WINDOW!" Dustin screams from outside.
"DUDE!" Steve yells. Lyn pushes the mannequin behind her sewing armoire and went to the window. She looks out to see Steve jumping down from the tree. She locks the window and closes her curtains. She went back to doing the pearl designs.
She was able to do three more until she heard someone messing around with the lock on her door. "ROSALYN, STEVE IS TRYING TO PICK THE LOCK ON YOUR DOOR!" Dustin knocks on her door.
"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM!" Steve yells at his friend.
"I could use a break anyway." Lyn got up to open her door enough for her to slip out and lock it.
"She's blackmailing me." Dustin points to his sister.
"What?" Steve turns to his girlfriend.
"I found playboys under his bed. I told him, if he doesn't keep you out of my room I would tell mom. Now I'm going to blackmail you." She pokes her finger into his chest.
"What?" Steve gasp, put his hand over the spot she poked.
"If you don't stop trying to get a peek at my prom dress, I'm going to tell my mom that you gave them to him. See how much she likes her Stevey then?" She glares at him.
"I would never do something like that." He let out a nervous laugh and Dustin join in.
"Yeah, you're both look so innocent right now." She rolls her eyes.
"I need to see the dress. How will I know what tie and corsage to get?" He whines.
"I told you to get a gold tie and white corsage." She grabs his hand. "Now, come on I'll bake the cookies you like." She tugged him along.
"Oh, can I lick the bowl?" Steve bounces around.
"If you're a good boy," She looks back to wink at him.
"Ew, I told you no flirting in front of me," Dustin fake gags.
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Lyn read through the magazine that gave a step by step tutorial on how to do Farrah Fawcett's famous hairstyle. "Steve, better appreciate me." She mutters when she realizes how much time this was going to take. Leaving the magazine open on her vanity, she got started. She put a big blob of mousse in her hand and ran it through her hair. When her hair was coated in it, she uses a comb to part her hair in the center. She clips the top layer of her hair to the top of her head.
