The new girl in town

it’s now Wednesday and I still haven’t found the third person to take with me to the concert. We got up and got ready for school and I got really sad all of the sudden, because I realized that Trent leaves on Saturday. I was sitting in my room alone with tear streaming down my face just thinking that I wouldn’t see Trent or any of my friends for a really long time. Trent walked in and flew to my side.
“What’s wrong?!” he said. He slid both of my sleeves up and checked my arms, I don’t know why because I don’t cut and I never have and never will.
“I ju-ust realized th-at you leave on Saturday.”
“Hey, don’t think that far ahead, there’s no need.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I said wiping my tears away along with all my make up.
“Ok, this is going to sound crazy, but can I do your make up for you.” I sat there just looking at him for a moment.
“Ok, but do a good job, I don’t have time to mess around, we have school in thirty-five minutes.”
“OK!!! I promise.” I got up and grabbed my make up bag from the bathroom and brought it back to my room and got out my usual makeup necessities out and handed them to him in the order that they are supposed to go on in. After about twenty minutes I looked in the mirror and saw that Trent did an excellent job.
“Thanks Trent.”
“You’re welcome Noahelle.”
We got in the car… of course we each grabbed like six cokes for the both of us through out the day, and I grabbed two bags of the extreme sour war heads and we headed out looking like ‘proper school children’.

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