The Power of a(n) Uncertain Thought.
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Reagans POV:
I got up thirty minutes before my alarm rang. When its game day I'm usually up early no matter what. I shuffled to my dresser and grabbed a black sports bra, black panties, spandex, and a towel and ran to my bathroom. I took a quick shower and changed into my undergarments.
I walked into my closet and grabbed my uniform, warmup suit, and black Nike running shoes. I walked to my bed and threw everything down. Then I walked over to my dresser and grabbed black Nike socks.
I walked back to my bed and slipped my black jersey over my head. Then I put on my shorts and tucked my jersey inside of them. I rolled the band of the shorts once and tied the shorts lace into perfect bow. I slipped on my black socks and grabbed my warmup pants. I pulled my black pants on. They were a little but baggy, but fit perfectly. And it had pockets. I loved it.
I walked to my dresser and started on my hair. I braided three braids on the front of my head all consistently separated. Then I tied my hair into a perfect pony tail, well as perfect as short hair can achieve. Braiding works better since I can't use bobby pins to pin my bangs. I grabbed a black and red bow hair tie and tied it around my other hair tie. I straightened the bow so it was facing the front. Okay hair is done.
I grabbed my waterproof mascara and swiped it through my lashes. Then I grabbed my waterproof eyeliner and winged it on my upper lid. Lastly I grabbed a matte pink lipstick that blended with my lip color and out that on. Don't want the sweat to blend everything away.
Okay all done.
I walked to my bed and put on the warmup jacket. It was a comfortable jacket and really warm. I slipped on my black running shoes and I was ready to go.
I walked to my dresser and grabbed my bag. Then I grabbed my phone and put it in my pocket. I grabbed Asher's bracelet and put it on. Then I went to my gym bag and took out my practice clothes and put a pair of black Nike sandals and my black and red Nike basketball shoes and grabbed the bag and walked out of my room.
I walked to down the staircase and out my bags down. Then I walked up and into Jodies room. She just finished dressing when I walked in. She was wearing her dance uniform, which for this dance had a blue theme.
Maybe the beach.
She was wearing a light blue tank that had her initials at the end with a dance team emblem in the middle, white spandex paired with her white dance shoes.
"Hey Jodes. Want me to do you hair?" I asked and she nodded and sat at her dresser.
"I need to put this gunk in my hair." She said sighing at the light blue spray.
I nodded and grabbed the bottle, "Ends or streaks?"
"Uh. Ends." She decided.
I nodded and sprayed the ends of her hair, missing her shirt. The color looked perfect with her blonde hair.
"Do you want me to do anything else to it?" I asked placing the spray on her vanity.
She shook her head, "I'm leaving it down, Thanks."
"Welcome." I smiled
"Hey Reags! Can you do my makeup?" she asked before I walked out.
My eyes widened, "You don't wear makeup."
"I know, but I have to today." She said sighing.
"Okay, let's go to my room." I said knowing she didn't own makeup.
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