time we spend time together before you jet off!”
I couldn’t argue with that. Sky had a point, and I owed her a night of partying as a way of saying goodbye, besides I had the night off now anyway. “OK.” I said, trying to sound as positive as I could.
“We’re going?” I nodded, and watched as she attempted to hold her excitement in. She looked ready to burst. “We’ll have to go shopping this afternoon!” I rolled my eyes, she was so predictable. I gave in, and agreed to drive into town later. She hopped up and down, while clapping her hands in enthusiasm.
Her happiness became infectious, and I couldn’t contain the cheesy grin that occupied my face. In a goofy gesture we high fived one another and entered the exam room.
It was time to be serious.
Chapter Four
“Can you just keep still for five more minutes, Luna!” Exasperated, Sky dabbed eye shadow across my eyelids.
“I don’t even know why you’re bothering with all this make-up anyway.”
“Don’t be such a sour madam, Luna. You’ll look hot if you just give me five more minutes, and stop moving!”
I thought I was ready until Sky waltzed into my bedroom and started spouting words like eye shadow, and ‘going all out’. Whatever that meant.
Straightening my hair was usually the difference between my normal, everyday look and being party-ready - that was me ‘going all out’. I certainly wasn’t dressing up to compete with Sky, not that I could anyway. I was going to look like a tart, I just knew it.
“There.” She placed the brush down on the counter, and admired her handy work, grinning. I gingerly turned to look in the mirror, afraid of what I would see.
“Oh!” was all I could manage. I couldn’t recognise myself. Pink merged into dark grey and black, creating a smoky effect across my eyes that I only saw ladies on TV wear.
“Wow!” I said slowly, emphasising my shock.
“My job here is done,” said Sky and she continued to smile as she walked out of my room. “I’ll be ready in five,” she called, and hurried away.
I put on my black strappy heels and spritzed a little perfume. I loved the smell of my Chanel perfume. It was one indulgent item I really liked.
“Do we have to go to The Hybrid first?” ‘Pre-drinks’ was not what I had in mind, and definitely not at my place of work, but Sky was adamant as ever.
“Yes, now let’s scoot. Taxi’s waiting.” I raised my eyebrows at Sky.
I stepped into the bar and was instantly greeted by the lively cheer that permeated the room. Glasses chinked and laughter spread happiness that echoed around with the music. It was often busy on a Friday night as the locals poured their hard-earned cash into Lee’s till.
I scanned the room and my palms tingled, and a strange familiar feeling washed over me. My heart leapt when I
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