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“Good?” She raises an eyebrow, then proceeds to throw the pillow back at me. “I look spectacular.”
“My mistake,” I say, laughing as the pillow misses me entirely.
Sadie walks over to the bag I asked Mom to drop off for me. “She packed your dress right?” She rummages through it, not waiting for an answer. “Ah-ha. I found it.” She spins back around, holding it up. “Time to change.”
Mom brought everything except my headphones which would’ve been nice to bring to the dance . . .
I throw my head back and groan. “But my sweatshirt is so comfy. Besides, I’m just going to stand by the wall, tucked away in some corner.”
She walks over and sets it down next to me. “And let the money you spent go to waste? No. Besides, it’s not every day you have the excuse to be a princess.”
As soon as I pick it up, Sadie turns around to do her makeup at her vanity. She picks up her purple eyeshadow palette and starts adding the glittery color to her eyes. She’s always been so good with makeup and keeping up with trends.
“Hey, Sadie?”
“Hmm?” She has one eye closed, and her other eyebrow is raised as she applies eyeshadow.
“Could you help me with my makeup?”
Her hand slips and crashes into the pile of cosmetics on the vanity, sending them flying. She twists around. “Becca Jacobs, did I hear you correctly?”
“That is a possibility.”
She leaps up. “Yes! Come trade me. You can sit here.”
I laugh as she pulls me to the chair and forces me to sit. “Nothing too crazy,” I say, peering over her covered vanity.
“On a scale from ‘absolutely not’ to ‘I probably won’t kill you,’ how do you feel about glitter?” she asks, reaching for one of the palettes littering the floor.
“I probably won’t kill you.”
She smiles. “Perfect. Glitter it is.”
“In moderation.”
“Unfortunately, that’s not a promise I can make,” she says.
“But–”
“Close your eyes,” she instructs, already bringing the brush closer.
She spends the next ten minutes pretending my face is a canvas. Every time I try to open my eyes, she scolds me, demanding I wait until she’s done. The brushes tickle against my skin, and I have a hard time staying still. Once she finishes, she starts doing my hair, gathering it up into a curly bun.
“There,” she says after an eternity. “Open.”
I open my eyes and gasp. “Whoa.”
Still behind me, she squeezes my shoulders and leans forward. “Right? I wonder what Caleb will think.”
“Sadie!”
“Hey, it doesn’t hurt to wonder.”
I roll my eyes.
Sadie checks the time on her phone. “Yikes, we have to get moving, otherwise we’re going to be late. I’ll start putting the cupcakes in the car while you get dressed.”
I nod as she runs off. A soft smile crosses my lips when I look at my reflection. Even though I rarely wear makeup, I secretly think it’s a lot of fun. I even like the glitter dusted over my eyes and the shimmer on my nose and cheekbones. I look pretty.
