Undercover Princess Mia
The laughter slowly died down and left us in a comfortable silence.
"Ginger, you came . . . " I murmured as I held her at an arm's length and admired her petite figure.
She looked gorgeous in her lavender coloured tank top and black skinny jeans with ankle boots. Her bouncy, red curls was let loose as it wildly reached till her breasts. On the other hand, I still wore the black wig, feigned glasses and my dull blouse with a plain skirt. This was going to be the last time that I would ever wear the ugly disguise since once I would reached England, I would throw this wig and glasses forever.