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I hate this. I hate that I have many things to pass even though we’re almost done with school.

We’re on our way to the school for our pictorial for our year book and I look like a mess right now as I woke up late and haven’t done my make up yet.

I rode a cab here in school because my parents are home and no one can take me home. So here I am in the canteen frustrated while getting my make up out of my bag.

“I can as fast as I could.” Faye came running to me and made me sit in the chair. She already has hear base make up but still haven’t finish it.

“Claire! Come fast!” Who’s Claire? It’s like Faye heard me because she answers. “Claire is my make up artist and she’s here to help us.

I sigh in relief. “I’m glad I have you.” I said as Claire examine my face before tying my hair.

“Of course you are.”

Claire isn’t alone because Faye is also getting her make up done with someone else. She took a lot of photo while we were getting ready and not long after Blaine and Asher arrive. Good thi
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