I scanned my wardrobe in an attempt to find something, anything I could wear.
Jeans and a t-shirt just didnt seem right.
I wasn’t even sure if I should go. Or if I wanted to.
Okay so I knew I wanted to.
“Knock knock.”
someone stated instead of actually knocking.
“Come in.”
I sighed.
It was my sister Caroline. She was two years older than me. Sometimes I hated her for being so beautiful. She made me feel terrible about myself.
“Hope you dont mind, but I kinda oerheard your conversation.”
She grinned.
“Dear god.”
I muttered.
“I come in peace. I just wanted to help you out.”
I looked at her, confused.
“I can do your make-up. Oh, and I have the most perfect yellow sundress.”
Ew. yellow.
“I hate yellow.”
I mumbled.
“yellow looks great on you. I cant even wear it, because blondes cant wear yellow, only brunettes can.”
She handed it to me.
I Had to admit, I appreciated the help.
Now lets start with your eye makeup.
She pulled out a black eye pencil.
Great.
I felt like a dress up doll.