The Block Estate
October 6, 2013
“How would I look with a weave?” Claire asked, examining her shoulder-length light blonde hair in my vanity mirror.
“Like Acacia Brinley if she stayed blonde. All you’d need was to was draw on your eyebrows,” I answered, not looking up from the issue of Seventeen I was flipping through.
She let out a small laugh and scooped up Bitsy, my small white kitten, before settling back on my bed, petting the cat. Bitsy let out a small squeak of a “meow” and escaped from Claire’s arms, scurrying across the room, into my walk-in closet to hide. She’s such a shy little thing.
“Ehmagawd, I can’t get over how adorbs your phone case is,” she exclaimed, picking up the plush teddy bear than my iPhone 5 was in. I smirked, noticing the envy in her voice. It was the envy of every girl in our grade (and even a few of the upperclassmen) at WP. I wasn’t particularly fond of it, but I used it because: One, it was a gift from EC. Two, it saved my phone whenever I’d dropped it. And three, no one else had one.
“I know right,” I said, taking the bear from her slightly sweaty palms. I unlocked it, turn the music off, and walk into the closet. I call out to Claire, “I want you to rate this new outfit EC sent to wear to school tomorrow.” I hear her call back, “Kay kay!”
I change quickly, snap a mirror selfie, and send it to Leesh, Dyl, and Kristen before walking out to Claire. “Kay Kuh-laire, you know the deal, one through ten. Rate me.”
She studied the outfit and decided on, “Hm, nine point seven.”
I smiles and look into the mirror. If my hair was curled and had on the right makeup, I’d easily be a ten. My phone beeps three times. A rating from each girl.
I smile contently and walk back into the closet. I come out wearing the unbuttoned light tan cardigan, white bow blouse, chocolate brown faux leather skater skirt, black opaque thigh-highs, and chocolate brown pumps I was before. I take the gold charm bracelet off the holder and slip it on my thin wrist. the charms clink together, making little ping sounds as I stride back out into the nearly-all-white bedroom.
Claire is now on the iPad Mini I got her for her birthday two months ago. No doubt she’s playing Candy Crush Saga. We’re all addicted to it right now. I sit back on my previous spot on the bed, break a small piece off my half-eaten Luna Bar on my nightstand, and pop it in my mouth. “Hey C, we should probably finnish the assignment in Ms. Hanning’s class,” I say. She nods, turns off her game, and sits next to me. I open my MacBook Pro to the essay we’d been working on and we begin working.
The Block Estate – Massie’s Bedroom
October 6, 2013
I use a Q-Tip to get any makeup off my face as I get ready for bed. My long light brown hair cascades down to the small of my back. I think about what I ever saw in DJ. Besides his shaggy hair that wasn’t too shaggy that he needed a haircut. Bieber pre-cut. And his dreamy eyes that flickered when he was happy. I roll my eyes and push the thoughts from my head. I take out my contacts and giggle softly at how the amber eyes looked paired with my light-brown-nearly-blonde locks. Out of place. My natural eye shade paired perfectly with my natural chestnut hair.
I shrug and straighten out the the lacy black babydoll top and matching boyshorts. I walk back to my bed and slip under the mauve duvet. I get snuggled in next to Bitsy while Bean and Bugaboo are both curled up in their doggie beds. I then take the small white remote from my nightstand and press a button to turn off the lights.
I’m super sorry for going away for so long. I wanted time to work on my writing skills and to rejuvenate. I did feel guilty every time I opened one of the Clique books to read a bit (which turned out being reading the whole book in one sitting). So I decided to come back. If you noticed, I gave the blog a little makeover.
I still ah-dore you guys. xx