Viktoriya's P.O.V
I rolled over to find Melanie standing over me.
"Woah!" I yelled as I rolled the other way and fell off the bed.
Getting up I groaned rubbing my head.
"What the hell Mel?" I asked half asleep and confused.
"It's time to get ready for your date." She said as she wiggled her eyebrows. Looking at her desk I saw she had a small pot and some popsicle sticks ready to go.
"Oh hell no. I am not letting you touch me with that." I said slowly backing up as she walked towards me, cornering me.
"Oh come on. It won't even hurt...that much." She said smiling mischievously.
"Ugh fine but get it over with," I said as I got my stuff ready for a shower. I brushed my teeth and washed my face while I heard Melanie turn on some music.
After I got out, Melanie was all too happy to lay me down and get everything prepped. The feeling of the hot wax on my skin made me tense knowing she would have to pull it off, along with the hair attached to it. Why did I agree to this again?
