Chapter 11: Lipstick
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A/N: Any one have any ideas on where they want this to go? Let me know if you do :D Nano is shredding all my ideas so its a great help if you have ant suggestions.
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Mitchie sighed standing on a scale staring at it.
Already a month and barely anything.
Not even five pounds.
Barely three.
She kicked the scale and cursed at it under her breath.
She then walked up to the mirror.
Grabbed her lipstick off the counter.
Opened it and wrote on the mirror.
Red smeared onto the surface with ghosts reflecting faintly behind them.
Eat more.
Gain more.
More, more, MORE
Shanes eyes widened seeing Mitchie scratching words onto the mirror with her lipstick.
"Mitchie what are you doing?"
She didnt turn to look at him.
"Writing notes to myself."
"Like what."
"Like that Im not heavy enough."
"Okay..."
She sighed and closed her lipstick.
"I need to gain more weight."
"Okay."
"Is that all you know how to say?"
"No."
"Than say something other than it for once for crying out loud."
"Okay."
"And there you go doing it again!"
He was about to say okay but stopped himself mid-word knowing it was better not to.
She smirked and bumped him with her shoulder on her way out.
He sighed.
"Im cleaning off the lipstick!"
"Do it and die Shane! Do it and die!"
He ignored her comment and washed it off.
Which was a huge mistake.
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Mitchie grimaced seeing what Shane had done.
She grabbed the lipstick again and murdered it on the mirror.
And wrote on it in bold thick letters.
Drop dead Shane!
She smirked and got down throwing the lipstick at the mirror.
She ignored the cracking sound that happened as the metal tube whacked into the glass.
She just focused on the dark bold letters.
Now she just hoped he would get the message.
