Yayyy!!! I got reviews!!! 8 to be exact… the most I've gotten for one chapter… so yay! I'm excited… ugh, im kind of pissed off (just came back from dance, we have a bi*ch-y teacher) so I figure, maybe writing will help me blow off a little steam… so, um, here we …go?
"Ugh, Bex, stop it!" I struggled against the vice-like grip of the first non-American Gallagher Girl in history. "Ow! Bex, STOP!" I yelped as my supposed best friend nearly poked my eye out… with a mascara wand.
"Cam, if you just stayed still for a moment, stuff like this wouldn't happen. So stop fidgeting!" Bex, or, if you wish to die, slowly and painfully, Rebecca Baxter said, while determinedly holding my head still.
"Cammie, this happens every time we have a town day. I would've thought you'd be used to it by now…" One of my other 'Best Friends', Macey McHenry, walked into the bathroom where I was being attacked with tools so sharp they resemble knives, forced to breathe in toxic chemicals, and dealing with attempted burning.
Meaning that I was being forced to put on eyeliner and the offending mascara by Bex, while waif-like Liz Sutton (again, one of my 'best friends') was curling my dull, blond-ish brown hair.
Give me homicidal maniacs any day.
"Really Cam, you have some nice eyes, you should totally wear eyeliner more often; it brings out the blue in them. (Ally Carter describes Cammie as sort of forgettable with eyes that kind of change color sometimes, so I'm giving her really light blue eyes, which seem almost gray-ish at times, as well as blonde-ish brown hair. Kind of like Jo-Jo's except less glossy and wavy-ish instead of having gorgeous curls.)
"Umm… thanks, but no thanks," I replied. I would have added an eye-roll, had Bex not been holding a mascara stick or whatever it's called a millimeter away from the aforementioned eyes.
Luckily, Macey came to my rescue. "Stop, Bex," she sighed, one-tenth of a second before Bex's little black-coated sword thing would have poked my eye out.
"Wait, why? Was I applying it wrong?" Bex asked, innocently. Psshh, Bex Baxter? Innocent? Yeah right.
"No, no, although you could try zig-zagging the wand…. Anyway, no, the mascara will hide Cam's eyes. They're already so… er, light – "
"You mean dull," I interjected cheerfully. Hey, I was happy I was getting to keep both eyes. Who cares about eye color at a time like that?
"No! I meant… well, yeah. Just remember, you said it!" Macey went from comforting, to admissive, to defensive while saying all of ten words. Wow…
Pleased that my eyes were now mine, and free to roll again, I didn't say anything. After Macey noticed this, she carried on.
"Well, uh, yeah. Since Cam's eyes are so, you know, what she said, the mascara will hide the color even more. She'll look like, albino-ish!" (No offense to any Albino's out there, I just couldn't think of like, what to say she would look like.)
Oh, thank god. At least I was already dressed. After this horrible week, what with the failed Cove Ops mission, and having that Blackthorne Boy one-up me, I was ready for a date.
With my boyfriend of almost a year.
Josh.
Whaddya think? Next chapter will be a bit Jammie, but the one after will be when the Blackthorne Boys are introduced! So, look at it this way. The sooner I get 10 reviews, the sooner I post up the Jammie chapter, and then you guys all get your Zammie! Yayyy! I know that 10 is a lot, so if I can't get ten, I'll still update. I'm just thinking positive, you know?
XOXO
Mrs. Malfoy-Lautner-Goode
