Carly
We took almost two hours to get showered, made up, hair done and dressed to impress. I’m not sure if you can call it that. Star looked like someone out of a sixties rebellion and I looked like I had been to a goth club, but neither of us cared. We didn’t care what anyone said about us. We were our own people and anyone who dared to say anything about it could just go and f**k themselves.
Star smiled at me. “Are you ready to smash the party roomie?”
“I am.”
Her smile widened. She linked her arm with mine. “Let’s get the show on the road and show everyone that we don’t give a flying f**k. We are who we are, equality in numbers honey.”
I smile widely. I have never met anyone like Star before. She doesn’t give a crap about what others think, she thinks we’re all equal, and we shoul
