The Jock & I

N i n e

After about one hour of pulling, and protting, and poking, and nearly having my eyeballs fall out due to Sam's aggressive makeup techniques I was finally allowed to remove the ridiculous blind-fold that Sam had placed over my eyes after my makeup was complete.

Now I know what you're probablly thinking,

"but wont the makeup get messed up?"

Stupid I know. But hey, I never said she was bright.

"Done! My masterpiece is complete!"

Sam squealed loosening the blind fold from my eyes.

"Okay, now before I remove the blind fold I want you to close your eyes and on the count of three, you can open them. Ready?"

Sam exclamied.

"Yeah whatever, let's just get this over with already."

️I beckoned.

I felt Sam remove the blind fold from my eyes as the sensation of cool silk fabric left my forehead.

"Your eyes better be closed, tight I don't wanna see your eyeballs peeking through your lashes."

Sam demanded.

"Geez Sam my eyes are closed for god's sake can you just count already!"

I stampered.

"Alright, alright, One....."

Sam began slowly.

"Two."

She dragged on.

"Two and a half."

Sam laughed.

"God Dammit. THREE."

I screamed as I flashed my eyes open, shortly after my jaw fell to the floor with disbelief. I could not believe that the reflection staring back at me in the mirror was actually me.

My brunnette hair was now curled at ether side of my face, just like Sam's hair had tended to look. My eyelids shimmered with a silver smokey eyeshadow brushed across the lid, and mascara curled each and everyone of my lashes and coated them with a deep black to perfection.

My lips shimmered with a light pink lipgloss, and my sister despite my wishes placed a light peach blush on the brim of my cheeks, but I have to admit, it didn't look half bad.

I was wearing a silver shimmered
body-con dress that highlighted curves I didn't even know I had and black pumps were placed on my feet, although I could barely walk in the damn things.

When I stood up from the vanity to walk over to Sam's dresser and take a better look at myself I stumbled jumbling both feet together and grabbing ahold of the corner of the vanity knocking over eyeshadow brushes, to keep from falling straight to the floor and smacking down agasint the harsh wood.

"Okay so not project runway material yet but we can work on that!"

Sam laughed cupping her hand over her mouth to refrain from arupting into laughter.

"Seriously Sam, maybe this is your calling. I look like a freking different person."

I smiled pinching my cheeks and poking at my curves, just to make sure that the body I was in was actually real.

"You were always beautiful Ash, just needed a little confidence to show it."

Sam smiled looking pleased with her work.

I swear that was the nicest thing the girl has ever said to me, and never have I wanted to get something on video more then that moment.

"Thanks Sam. For this, it's pretty cool of you."