Alongwith my eyeliner and mascara, I had pretty much all I needed. I alsoknew enough to take some moisturiser, applicators, brushes and sponges.I quietly scooted upstairs to gather my makeup and other items fromthere secret hiding place, at the back of my lowest bedside cabinetdraw. My mom snored loudly as I padded past her door to my room. Mymakeup was unceremoniously rolled up in a plastic super market bag,with a load of felt tip pens, a simple but great disguise I thought! Itipped them out onto my bed spread and quickly picked out just themakeup, dropping each item into a fresh plastic carrier bag. I checkedcaps and lids as I went, having already experienced leakages, thenrolled up the carrier and placed it beside mom's platforms in my bag!Next I needed to do my hair, which was shoulder length, in a sort ofshaggy page boy style, it was the nineteen seventies after all! I'dexperimented with my mom's large roll brush, hairspray and hair dryerwhen alone. I'd found that with just a. I spotted Chad justleaving the parking lot, and my friend altered her course to intercepthim.I pressed my thumb on the missed call icon next to Tabitha's picture. Thephone rang once, then her haughty voice came through the speaker."I suppose it's too much to hope you turned into a fat, smelly blimp whowears a triple extra-large cheer skirt."I rolled my eyes at the phone. "So sorry to dash your hopes and dreams,Tabby. It appears that I am still hotter than you." Figures," she said with a sigh. "Notice any changes yet?" No," I said, taking the time to turn in a slow circle, my eyes passingover everyone within viewing range. "Neither did Charlie. He's talking toTracy right now. Maybe she knows." I doubt it," the girl on the other end of the line said with an audiblesneer.I sighed. "Stop being a total bitch, okay? We're all kind of in the sameboat here." Yeah, the S.S. Titanic," she replied. I could detect a note of fearbeneath the arrogant bravado. Like me, she was probably worried.
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