CHAPTER : 14 - WE BUMPED AGAIN!

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Chapter : 14 - We Bumped Again!

Yesterday was hectic. My feet still hurt of walking around the stores, trying a huge pile of clothes and all. I couldn't sleep last night, I was growing anxious minute by minute to go to college in a new transformed look. Dressing up for college is not a big deal. But I, I was so sloppy since the beginning that I didn't even bother to iron my clothes, dry my hair and wash my dirty black converse till yesterday. And now, all of a sudden I'm gonna invest some time to look good and polished.

I sighed and stepped inside the washroom grabbing my toothbrush. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I could long fringes falling delicately on my cheek extending to my jaw. And rest of my hair was in smooth beach waves. My eyes are obviously sleep deprived. I leaned closer to the mirror to examine my eyebags. I then quickly showered.

I came out and took out all the new clothes that I bought yesterday and tossed them on the bed. After shuffling for fifteen minutes I finally decided what to wear.

I wore a pair of tan culottes and a cream coloured fitting crop top. It was not too different from my original style but it was definitely more polished. But I still wasn't sure if I wanted to wear this to college. I quickly brushed my hair into a tight ponytail and tied my black converse.
I rushed out of my room to Rupali's room and knocked her door.

"Yes Annu?" She opened the door and stared me head to toe for an entire minute.

"Um..do I look okay? Or.. I look overly dressed up?" I asked her scratched the back of my neck.

"No. You look great. But the shoes though." She scrunched up her nose at my regular black high top converse.

"What's wrong with my shoes? Oh. I know they're dirty and muddy." I'm definitely gonna wash them this weekend.

"They don't go with your outfit. At all." She said shaking her head.

"And why did you tie your hair so tight? Your waves doesn't show." She pointed to my hair.

"Oh okay.." I muttered. "Should I change into my jeans? I'm not sure if I'm gonna wear this to college."

"No. No, keep this on. I love your outfit. Do you want to wear my tan heels? They go well with your pants." She asked smiling.

"I don't think so, you shoes won't fit me!" I reminded her.

"Yes, It slipped my mind." She chuckled.

"Come with me!" She pulled me back into my room and opened my cupboard where I kept my shoes.

"Um.. you can wear your nude ballerina flats with this." She pointed to my shoes.

"But, they're only for parties I suppose." I said sitting on the bed.

"No, you can wear them." She pulled them out and dropped near my feet and I wore them.

"Do you want me to do your hair?" She asked.

"No, no it's fine. It's all enough for today." I chuckled standing from the bed.

"Okay then, but let me do it sometime." She smiled and walked back to her room.

I packed my bagpack and looked at myself in the mirror for one last time. I swiped some cherry tinted chapstick and stepped out.

As I sat at the usual hangout spot, I checked my phone constantly. There's no sign of Aryan. I wanted to text him. But I can't, he's gonna taunt me again for missing him. And I'm not missing him. I said to myself.

"Ana, you look great in this outfit." Sweety said arriving first. "But girl, your hair! Take off that scrunchie!" She reached for it and I recoiled back.

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