Standing beside my closet, I pulled out a white thigh length gown and my black curly wig, setting them down on the bed I took the bag I wore to school today, that's what I'm wearing.
Finally dressed, I buckled my slivery sandals and slipped my slivery earrings into my ear. I've always wanted to get another ear piercing but I'm too chicken to do it. One day I'll do it, I thought as I slipped out of my room into Amara's room.
She's dressed in a knee length short and a crop top, her braids arranged on top of her head, the curls falling to her waist and on top of her butt, the front of her hair were small braids just above her eyes with tiny colourless beads attached to each hand of her hair. The hair is hot, I've got to admit but I love my wigs more, plaiting hair is a stress and strain I'll gladly dodge.
I took my perfume out of my bag and sprayed it all over my body, I sprayed and sprayed till Amara cut in.
