"Can I borrow your curler, Francine?" Sandy said hurriedly while fixing her hair.
"Oh, sure. It's in my drawer, second box." I said while putting my eyeliner.
Everybody is busy preparing for tonight's party. Everybody's putting their fabulous make up, fixing their dresses, primping their hair and choosing their best heels. We are all excited for Brittney's birthday party! It gets more exciting because Zach will be with me in that party.
"Are you done with the hair polish? May I borrow it?" Diane said.
"Yeah, here." I handed her. I'm done fixing everything. I think I'm good to go.
Hair? Check!
Make up? Check!
Lipstick? Check!
Dress? Check!
Heels? Check!
Okay, all I need to do is put some things that I need on my small black pouch. I went to the bathroom to get the floss and mouthwash. I went to my table to pick the small perfume and I rummage my make up kit to look for my red liptint and red lipstick.
I saw my lipstick already but I can't see my liptint. I can't go on without my liptint, that's my favorite one. I kept on looking for it.
Finally I saw it! Suddenly a phone rang.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" Sandy bumped into my shoulder causing my make up pouch to drop on the floor.
"I'm sorry, France I didn't notice you when I turned for my phone, sorry." Sandy apologised.
I nodded and smiled. "No, it's okay, go pick up your phone, maybe it's something important."
"Are you mad? I'm sorry." Sandy put a sad face and who can even resist that? I smiled and said that it's okay.
I picked up all my make ups, blushies-ops, it's broken. My eyeshadow-ops. But it's okay, I could buy another one. I picked up my liptints, lipstick and other make ups. I didn't notice my mascara while picking up my mini eyeshadow pallette so I hit it between my knuckles causing it to roll under my bed.
I crouched and lowered my self and look for my mascara. I can't see it because it's a little dark in there.
"Diane, could you give me the flashlight, it's beside my mini speaker." I said, and Diane quickly handed me the flashlight and I thanked her.
I clicked the flashlight and rummage under my bed. I saw two boxes of pizza, used tissue paper and a familiar paper with some dust on it.
Gross.
Why didn't I think of cleaning this area of my bed? Oh god. I saw my mascara and stretched my hands some more to reach it and took the familiar paper as well. I removed all the dust from the paper and put my mascara on my black pouch.
I opened the paper and...
I thought I threw you away already.
"Francine, we have to go." Alexa said while clicking my door open.
"Don't forget your mask." Diane said and walked outside my room.
I need to read this, I need to read this right now or else it would be too late for everything.
"Francine, come on!" Sandy said, echoing her voice in the living room.
"I'm coming!" I said and I put the letter on my pouch.
Shit.
It can't fit in. I just put it in my drawer and heaved a sigh. I'll be home tonight, I know I could finally read this letter. I took my car key and my mask on the drawer and walk hurriedly with my heels carefully towards the gate. I opened the door of my car and we all hopped in.
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The Aesthetics Of Waiting
Romance•NEWLY PUBLISHED BOOK• Break ups and goodbyes are two of the most painful moments in our lives. Especially, when that person became a huge part of your life and most of the happy moments and memories are spent with them. We often face the reality o...
