My Big Bully

Make over

Please listen to: 'Ok not to be ok' by Demi Lovato and Marshmello.

Forget about what I said before, I got a new picture of Layla and Nate.

See Layla up there👆

I had a problem with my story so this is meant to be chapter 20 and the next one is chapter 19.

And also start the song when I say "You should start the song from here".

"Ok, I'm going to start with your hair, it's obviously too...childish, like pigtails, seriously?". I said and face palmed myself.

"There's nothing wrong with pigtails". She said touching her piggy tails.

"You are in Grade 10 for goodness sake"!!. I said shaking her.

"So?...just do what you want to do". She said crossed her hands over her chest.

I loosed her pigtails and asked her if I could dye her hair to be purple but she said no.

I combed her hair so it could straighten.

I wonder how I should style her hair?.

I let the left side of her hair fall and two bobby pins to hold the other side to the back.

"What should I wear?". She said fiddling with her fingers.

"Hmm?".

"I'm going out with Marco". She said quietly.

"Umm...who's Marco?". I asked her confused.

"Oh yeah, I haven't told you about him, he's my...friend?. I'm not quite sure of what we are but you can meet him later if I go to your school. He's in your school". She said and shrugged.

"Ok?....then date it is". I said and continued her doing her hair.

How did they even meet?. I mean she's not in MY school.

Her hair is long and brown so I packed it up to the centre and let some fall to the left side of her hair like how Ariana Grande does it.

I went to her wardrobe and brought out a grey off shoulder sweatshirt that said 'Too sweet for you' and black high wasted jeans with black combat boots.

I put mascara and eye liner on with lip gloss.

You should start the song from here.

"Ready?". I asked and smiled.

"Yeah". She said and went to reach for the door handle and stopped while she was holding it.

I raised a brow then she turned around and came to hug me "Thanks".

"No problem. Now stop being all mushy-mushy and go meet your Prince Charming.

She chuckled and left the room, I sighed and jumped on her bed.

And saw her diary peeking out of her drawer.

I picked it up and flipped through some pages until I found some thing interesting.

28th September 2020

Dear diary,

Today Layla almost got raped. I feel bad for her though it was her fault for being to gullible and unaware about people.

What?!.

Moving on.

I wish it never happened because now people think bad of me in school, I don't even know how they found out and my reputation is slowly crumbling because of my sister.