8Teen

Time.

The following morning routine continued, music on let my family know I'm awake, but I headed downstairs this time. I felt rather peckish than usual. I'm always like this after my menstrual cycle. Most girls are before, during but I've never heard one women say to me when she's finished her usual month agenda. I rummage around the fridge trying to find something which I fancy. I grab a bundle of grapes and ate every single one. Feeling guilty I didn't save any for anyone else I slivered back upstairs.

Someone was in the bathroom so I had to choose my outfit first. Black knitted jumper with a cleavage area seemed appropriate at the time. Black, camouflage green, and beige flowered leggings and light grey snake skin material combat boots. I was ready. I needed to wash my face and do my makeup, time was ticking.

Finally. I think to myself as the bathroom door swings open and out comes Nina after brushing her teeth. Long silky hair, the colour of sand, deep rich blue eyes, the ocean and she naturally has the amazing sunkissed tan which girls my age crave. I've never been into tans. I remember having a huge obsession with fake tan. I had a spray tan each week. It was horrendous, quite amazed I had a boyfriend in that time period.

I ran into the bathroom and did what I needed and then dashed into my room to quickly do my makeup. Time was moving quicker. I smudged my eyeliner in the corner I had no time to sort it out and start all over. I rubbed at it delicately and it didn't move. I pushed my finger right onto the mark it was still there. My only option was to use a makeup wipe so I did and had a small white patch which was noticeable to me. I didn't have time to try and cover it up. I put pressed power onto the area and left it. Not a big issue.

Bus finally arrived after been standing here for 46 minutes. This is only my first one. What else could go wrong? TRAFFIC. Oh how wonderful..