chapter 5
Mandi
“Cassie, will you do me a favor and hand me the green eye shadow?”
“Uh, okay. Wouldn’t you like your clothes instead?” Her brown eyes looked everywhere except directly at me, her face turning pink.
Chuckling, I twirled a lock of hair around the curling iron. Cassie was definitely not used to my dressing routine. Every morning before the first class bell rang, I stripped off the goody two shoes, Catholic schoolgirl outfit and put on what I considered to be normal clothes that any teen girl would wear. Well, any teen who wasn’t from Texas, that is. I guess she wasn’t comfortable seeing me in my undies while I got ready. And by the look of the other girls who walked into the restroom and immediately walked out, they weren’t either. I couldn’t help that my boobs were twice
