Oh God! Kill me now! Just kill me right now, Sakura thought as she stared at herself in the full-length mirror. Was this really her? Holy Mother of Jesus Christ! She had pink hair. Candy floss pink hair! It was intricately formed into a chignon high on her head with a garland of cherry blossoms and beads of pink mother of pearl artistically decorating it.
Her face! She moved closer to have a good look. She had to gasp again. Was this really her? She blinked. Her face was flawlessly made-up with rosy pink blush, bright eyes, long, dark lashes, and hot ruby lips.
Sakura, she thought, you looked like one of those high fashion models who was about to walk a catwalk. Her heart did a somersault. Oh God, yes, that was exactly what she was about to do in twenty minutes’ time, and it was al
