"I'm probably not going to be that much fun," I warn Dominic over the phone as I do my makeup.
"Yeah you will. Are you almost ready?" He's been ready for a half hour now and is just itching to get off campus.
"Yes. I'm just finishing up my makeup."
"Okay." I go quiet and focus on dragging the eyeliner across my eyelid to create a sharp wing. I cross my fingers and make an attempt to match it on the other side. I manage to do so and sigh in relief. I coat my lashes with mascara and fan my eyes. Once they're dry, I spray my face with setting spray.
"I'm finished." I admire my makeup in the mirror and nod proudly.
"I know. I heard the spray stuff," he comments. "I'm on the way." The phone beeps, signifying that he hung up.
I carefully pull on my pink cropped hoodie and yank on my black
