First Chance

First Make-Over

My face like thunder I head to the girls change rooms halfway there I start crying actually not crying sobbing, a never ending stream of tears running down my face. As I enter the toilets I realise I'm not alone Sarah stands at the basin humming to herself, she sees me and I let out a strange animal howl she seems taken aback as I ball my eyes out, but quickly comes to my aid. I tell her about Tom and she sits there and listen like a good friend even when I call Taylor horrid names, after I finished a series of unusual sounds and cried about ten buckets worth of tears I stop crying and howling. Sarah grabs out her emergency make-up bag and I stare at her in disbelief as she fixes my face. My face which was basically a clowns was transformed from horrible to magnificent better than ever and immediately I realised what Sarah was aiming for were as Sarah is an magnificent pastel creation who's style is extremely girly, I am utterly magnificent with my dark hair pulled into a tight high pony my brown eyes rimmed with black thick lines, my lips red and my t-shirt which was stained with fallen make is now a tight moron cropped one that made it look like I had massive boobs and my short shorts went with it perfectly. I wasn't a heart broken girl, I was a heart breaker a really sexy heart breaker.