I closed my locker as I walked towards the bathroom, a sly grin on my face. I spent a little bit of extra time on my hair and makeup this morning, that’s the reason why I’m an hour late. My dirty blonde hair was wavy and gave off the windblown look, but it was neat and I was satisfied with it. I grabbed two strands of it and braided them to the back and then pushed all of my hair over my shoulder. I already did my nails previously; I just had to touch them up. They were cosmic.
My usual light lip gloss turned into a light mascara, lip gloss, and eyeliner. Eye shadow made me look like a clown so I quickly removed it. My clothes were also slightly different. Instead of wearing looser black jeans, I grabbed the tightest pair of black jeans in my closet and I put them on. It took about a hal
