Adalynn x Meagan (The Author)- Makeover!

“Are you sure about this? I don’t look good in makeup!” You told her. She smiled, her black lipstick standing out against her pale skin.

“Please have faith in me, Adalynn, I will choose only the finest colors for your beautiful face,” Meagan told you, holding your chin in her hand.

    You were currently at Meagan’s house, apparently having a makeover. She was a yellow blood, a lower up, so it wasn’t anything fancy. Her room was like a mini library, with books scattered all around.

She opened her case of makeup and pulled out black lipstick, opening it and swiping it over your cheek. She thought for a moment.

“No no, that simply won’t do. We will have to find something else,” she said, giving you a wet wash rag to wash off with.

“If you can’t find a color that will work, it’s fine,” Meagan cut your off with a wave of her hand.

“No, I have it right here! Midnight blue will do just the trick! Now, open your mouth for me, would you please?” She smiled, popping the top off of the lipstick and bringing it close to your lips. You opened your mouth and she began spreading it across your bottom lip.

Within about a minute, she was done with the bottom lip.

“Now, smack your lips together, rub them together really well,” she directed. You did as so, and smiled.

“How do I look?” You asked. She hummed.

“Better. Now, let’s get on some eyeshadow,” she said. “I never wear any, so I have a limited number of colors. Let’s try a light purple,” she said, pressing the brush into the makeup, then directing you to close your eyes. You closed your eyes tightly, and heard a giggle come from her.

“No no, relax, close your eyes, but barely,” she told you. You did as so. She spread the brush across your eyelid, and you sighed. It was soft, and it was a new feeling. You loved it.

But she finished both eyelids quickly and returned the eyeshadow to the case. She smiled and ran her fingers across your cheeks softly. Your face heated up slightly.

“Some blush would not hurt, would it?” She asked, putting the brush into the blush, then bringing it up to your cheeks. She papped it in, then smeared, leaving a red circle on your cheek bone. She did so for the other one, then took some lighter colored blush and began smearing it all over your cheeks, getting it into the red and blending them together.

“How do I look now?” You asked as she put her case up. She stared at you for a moment, then smiled, her eyes still half-lidded.

“Beautiful,” she told you. “Now, let me do your hair, Adalynn,” you turned around and she began to run her fingers through your hair. Her movements were soft, slow, she seemed relaxed.

“I feel very at ease when I am around you, Adalynn,” Meagan confessed. You sighed.

“I feel the same way,” you told her. She began to run her fingers down your back and back up. Lightly, you almost didn’t feel it. But your cheeks heated up and you leaned back close to her. God, did that feel good.

“Listen Meagan, I feel as if I knew you before we actually met. Like, we knew each other before this life, you know?” You asked her. She didn’t answer, so you continued. “A funny mystery, right? You’re a girl of mystery, aren’t you?” You laughed. She hummed, closing her eyes.