middle pic; hair
nude gloss; lips
Marc Jacobs - Blush Eau De Parfum Spray; perfume
I stood by myself, as usual, while others enthusiastically handed out flyers at the mall. Suddenly as feeling washed over me as I saw HFBO memebers chatting with eachother, I didn't recognize it at first. I stared jealously at a couple walking by and finally identified the emotion, lonliness. I had never really felt it before, I didn't care for groupies. I am independent, that's just my nature, so why now did I suddenly feel like I needed company?
"I don't think I've seen you here before," came a voice behind me that I immediately recognized as a girls. As I whirled around, I gave her a quick onceover. She had fresh looking blond whispy hair, proclean doll-like face, and an innocent feel to her. I cringe as she held her hand out, feeling as if I could do so much better.
"Yeah, I kind of like keeping to myself." Was my only reply. I looked around once again, but this time I saw a new figure emerge.
"I'm Angelique Moreau by the way." Angelique said, but when she saw I wasn't paying her the least of attention she followed my gaze.
"Ah, Derrik Thompson, he's a cute one." I scoffed and turned away.
"He's completely not my type." I was lying through my teeth, but why let word get around that I kind of liked him, when he was hooking up with the season girl?
"He's not Summer's type either y'know," Angelique said a little too smugly for me to like. I quickly turned back to face her, ready to give her a peice of my mind.
"But," She said quickly as she caught a glimpse of my face. "I think you guys would look amazing together." I eyed her curiously, pretty sure she only said that for my benifit.
"I'm better off without your opinion," I said eyeing her purposely. Then a slight smile played on my lips. "Thunder Bellings."