::Cami struggled with pulling on her
Dior Cannage Pumps, then twirled around in front of her mirror. Her
Rebel Tuxedo jacket was matched perfectly with a
Champagne satin blouse. Giggling, she blew a kiss at her reflection and laughed again when Cyn strutted into the room.::
"Whatcha doing here?" Cami said loudly as she collapsed onto the ground in a fit of giggles. "You want to help me get ready?"
"For what? David?" Rolling her eyes, Cyn reached over and adjusted Cami's skirt. "I think he'll love you no matter what."
"But it's still important to look good. For him and everyone else watching me. You must know what I mean." Cami looked back at the mirror, and ran a hand through her blonde locks. "I was thinking of trying to go brown. Do you think I could pull it off?"
"Blondes always have more fun. Don't even try." Cyn sat down on Cami's bed and hugged one of the cashmere pillows. "Throw me your cellie."
"Ugh," Cami moaned and reached for her Lady Dior East/West handbag. Throwing it at Cyn, she laughed and said, "It's in there somewhere."
Later...
::Cyn sat alone in her room, looking casually out of the window every other minute towards David's house. She wanted to insist that he come and live with her, cause she got so lonely. She actually was thinking about asking him to tonight, even though she wanted him too.::
Oh well..