"Shit!" I pull away from the pan I'm using to cook lunch. Looking down at the pink colored finger I walk to the sink. Dean walks in and looks at me with a smile on his face.

"What dip shit!?" I pull my hand out from the water and dry my hands. As you can see I can't stand pain.

"Nothing...just thinking of what else we have to do with you next." I nod my head going back to cooking.

"Guys, the foods ready!!" I put the pasta in the middle of the island and they all come out of the living room.

"It smells great!" John shoves his food in his mouth making it hard to understand him.

"Thanks." I beginning to eat just as Wes speaks up.

"Ok guys the party is next Friday. All that we done is change her clothes. Now the next thing is make-up."

"No. Is the only thing I'm saying. I'm not wearing make-up. I hate that I have to wear make-up to get people to look at me. I know that's what I want but I want to be notices by me. Not by how I look with make-up."

"Come on, just a little bit."

"No!" I say louder.

"Have you ever tried it?" I look up from my pasta to look at Wes.

"No, I've never tried it and I don't want to." He sighs and rubs the back of his neck. I could tell he was bothered by me.

"That's why you should try it. After we're done eating we're going to a make-up store.”

"No."

"Do you want us to help you or not? You have the clothes down. Now all that's left it make-up, hair and how you have to act to get boys." I looked at him funny.

"You know I've talked to boys before, right?" I grab all the dishes when their done.

"Yeah we're not saying that you don't know how to talk to boys. We're just saying you don't know how to keep guys talking to you." Alex says. I give him a flat look.

"Thanks. You're so sweet."

"Hey, you asked for help not sweetness." He raise his hands in surrender. I roll my eyes at him.

"Ok fine, just let me go get dressed." I walk up to my room and change out of my clothes. I look at the mirror at my outfit. It was just a simple pair of short high waist jeans and my led zeppelin shirt. I put my frizzy hair in a high pony tail. I grab my hightop convers. I got the pair of jeans from the clothes mom give me and I always had this shirt. I walk down the stairs to the guys. They were all waiting for me at the foot of the stairs.

"Huh, you don't look bad. I would do you." John said earning him a slap on the head by Dean.

"Thanks, John." I say with a laugh

"No, prob."

"Yeah your legs look great in those shorts. Mom did a great job." Vic looked me up and down. We leave the house and get into the car. We walk into the make-up store.

Holy shit! I didn't know there could be so many make-up.

There are row and row of make-up. Even the walls had make-up on them. In the middle of the store was a place to sit with lady next to a mirror. They had their own table. Fill with a lot of make-up as well. Automatic I felt out of place and weird. I don't belong here. We walk up to a very young girl. She looks at least nineteen. She's beautiful with her brown hair in waves. Her eyes a green color that stand out with the make-up she's wearing.

"Hey, we're here for her." Wes smirks at the girl. She smiles at him than looks at me with any ugly face.

"How can I help you?" Her voice high and very annoying made me want to punch her in the face.

"We want this girl to have a make-up over. Hair, eyebrows, and face done." He winks at her. I could tell he was trying to flirt with her.

"Yeah, I think we can help her." She grabs my hands and pulls me with her. I look over at the guys with worried eyes.

Help me. I mouth at them but they just laugh. She pulls me into a room in the back of the store and sits me down. Three other people walk in.

"Ok, she will do your eyebrows and mouth." She point to a small looking woman.

"Then he'll do your hair." A very tall man with a hair dryer smiles at me.

"And he'll do your face." A cubby guy with a mustache steps forward.

"Ok..." lke that they get to work. The small lady walks over and does my face. She pushes the chair back.

Next she pulls out this stick with some yellow thing on it. She slowly puts it on my face on my upper lip. She than puts a small white paper and quickly pull it off.

“Shit! What the hell? That hurt!” I pull away from her.

“Well, it's going to hurt.” She said with wide eyes.

“You could have told me. Sorry for yelling at you. I don't really like pain.” She nods and goes back to killing me. When she's done I want to kick something.

I am going to kill the boys! With my bare hands.

When she's done she leaves and the man who was holding the dryer comes in.

“Hey, I'm going to do your hair.”

“Are you going to kill me like she did?” I ask with a raise eyebrow. He shakes his head and laughs.

“No I won't.” He laughs and gets to work with my hair. He leaves and the other man come in.

“You have an amazing face.”

“Thank you.” I blush covering my whole face.

“Would it be on if I ask to have just a little bit of make-up. I don't really like it.” He nods and bushes back my newly cut hair.

“Yeah, don't worry about it.” Sometime later he turns me around to face a mirror. My eyes go wide when I see my face. My hair is no longer frizzy and now has layers and bangs. He give my eyes a smoky look and my lips a peach color. I turn to him and smile.

“Thank you!” I hug him and he laughs.

“No problem, doll.” He shows me how to do it and how he used it. Also he told me what kind if make-up I should buy and what YouTube videos I should watch. He gives me a list of make-up all from the brand name called bare minerals. The girl comes back and stops in her step when she sees me.

“Wh-” she clears her throat her surprise face covered in seconds.

“Come on their waiting for you”. We walk back in silence. I feel my stomach fall to my feet. What are the boys going to say when they see me? More importantly what is Wes going to think? The guys are right where I left them. They all had their back to me. The girl and I walk up to them and they all turn around.

“Damn, mama. You look fine!” Vic looked me up and down.

“Shit, you look hot!!” John winks at me. The whole group nodes their heads. We walk over for me to pay and get all the make-up I need. We walk out of the store.

“Hey, wait!” We turn around to see the girl come over and gives Wes her number.

“Call me.”

Yeah over my dead body.

“Sure.” He smirks at her and we leave. We head to my house and sit around doing nothing. I walk up to the bathroom. I look at myself and feel happy.

I can't believe I look like that. I can't believe that's me.

“You do look amazing.” I turn to look at Wes.

“Thanks, bitch.” I say with a blush. He walks over to my and puts his hands on my shoulders.

“You are going to look amazing for the party. You should also tell Carter about it and invite him. He said Carter name with a little bit of hidden feeling. I turn around and cross my arms.

“Why do you hate Carter so much?”

“I don't hate him. I just don't like how his making you change.” His face was angry.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that you are changing how you look just to get a guy to look at you. Is this guy even worth the trouble?”

Are you worth the trouble? Because you're the one I'm doing this all for.