Pulling my hair out of my messy bun I allow my hair to fall wildly down to my waist. I run my fingers through it a few times and added some product to it so that it didn't look like such a frizzy mess.
"Cipher I need socks!" I yell through the bathroom door. I wasn't going to put those boots on barefoot. That would be gross.
While I waited for my socks I decided to do something with my face. It looked very casual and boring, like I wasn't going to a party. I apply some illuminating moisturizer to give myself that inner glow type of look. Along with that I fixed my brows and carefully applied some mascara and lip gloss. I wasn't one to wear a ton of make up so this was enough for me.
Once I received my socks I slip on the very high boots and immediately feel ten times better about my appearance. Wow... I felt amazing in these boots. Omg, is that weird? I'm being weird.
I exit the bathroom to find Cipher picking up the random shoes and clothing items that scattered my once clean bedroom.
"Cipher you didn't have to clean up." I laugh as she turns around with a friehgetend jump. She had a few dressing laying over her shoulder and few pairs of jeans in her arms.
"Wow I really am a genius! You look so hot."
I remove the clothing from her arms and give her a thanks as I toss the items into the closet with the rest of the mess that I made. I'm definitely going to have to clean this up sometime soon.
"Alright sugarplum, I have to go help my mom with getting everyone at the party situated. I'll see you there." She presses a light kiss on my cheek and just before she walks out of the door she says, "I hope thats waterproof mascara." And with the wink she's gone.
I raise a quiz call eyebrow at her. Waterproof mascara? Oh no, were they planning on making me cry tonight? Hopefully it would be tears of joy and not some cruel joke they had planned. I don't think Cipher would allow that though. I head into the bathroom to read the label on my mascara and I heave a sigh of relief when I find out that it is indeed waterproof.
Digging through my jewelry I try to find pieces that would match my new ring well. I place a dainty chain around my neck and I pick up a pair of small earrings that glistened beautifully in the light. Although you might not be able to see the because of my hair.
"Octavia!" Ajax yells.
What the? Why is he yelling? I look over my shoulder at the slight opened door.
"Just a minute!" I yell back as I begin placing the earring in. I hope its not time to go just yet. I havent mentally prepared myself. Cipher basically implied that I might cry.
"Come down here!"
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