Post by Cinder Maebell Lynn on Apr 28, 2012 22:39:23 GMT -5
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Beep! Beep! Beep!
Cinder stirred; her eyes flickered open. 6:00 am. Without hesitation, she shut off her alarm and sat up. Cinder waited a moment before getting up and grabbing her makeup bag. A few early-morning risers were also getting up. Without letting them get a good look at Cinder, she raced into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She looked into the mirror and almost started cursing. A pimple the size of Mount Everest had made Cinder's face its home.
Oh well, Cinder thought, better get to work.
She took out her her professional makeup from its pouch. She put her dark foundation on a cotton roll and applied a layer. And another layer. And another layer. Ah-ha! Finally! No pimples were visible. After a light layer of light brown eyeshadow with a gold dusting, some gold eyeliner, light pink lipstick, shiny lipgloss, a curling iron, then a layer of mousse, hairspray and hair glitter -- b-bam! she was gorgeous again!
Her beauty was not fake... Just improved. That's how she saw it. But it was not complete without a gorgeous outfit. She opened the door and went to her dresser. She rummaged in there for a minute or so before she found her skimpy little purple sundress. Ah-ha! Perfect! She put that on in the bathroom with a pair of black flats and a few gold bracelets.
Satisfied, she walked out of her cabin.
As soon as she walked out, a beautiful sound hit her ear. Music. Music from a very talented guitarist. Cinder followed it, walking blindly outside towards that beautiful sound. She didn't even know where she was going until she got there.
What she saw was an incredibly cute boy. He had red hair and dark brown eyes that made even Cinder melt. On instinct she knew he was a heartbreaker -- possibly Jamie. She had never met him, but she had heard about his heartbreaking record, and now she saw how so many girls were ensnared by him -- he was hot.
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[/size][/center]words; 338 .... IT'S SO SHORT!!!
MUSE; My muse just stole my money, kicked me in the leg and walked away... Maria and Ana can testify... ;_;
wearing; After all that describing her clothing you want me to make a POLYVORE SET!? I should beat your ass right here.
lyrics; MISS POPULARITY by JORDAN PRUITT
tagged; Jamie Darkwood(Avie)
credit; template by Maria; DON'T STEAL!!!