"What did you do to me?" I sat there staring at myself in the mirror, I didn't like it, I really didn't like it, everyone was always clamouring for makeup to be appealing to the public eye, but I looked like a completely different person, I couldn't recognise myself at all, and for that, I didn't like it.
"She doesn't like it," Opal shook her head. "We have to start over." She picked up a wipe and approached me but I stood and stepped back from her. "Ms Mikayla?" She called to me and I felt every bone in my body rattle at the cringe, seriously what was it with these women?
"The hair is fine, thanks," I picked up my towel from the bed and buried my face in it. "These colours are just too bright, I don't need blush or this much paint on my face," I spoke while I was wiping it away. "I'm g
