Chapter 4 A VALENTINE TO REMEMBER

Well pants it is, I selected a pair and went to the dressing mirror.

I took out my phone from the drawer.

"Cute hair style that can make you look younger?"

Clicks on the YouTube channel.

"Alright here we go"I mumbled and carefully followed the tutorial on the YouTube channel.

I put my hair in a bun and a good amount baby hair bangs.

"You can now check yourself out in the mirror"the youtuber instructed.

I looked up,my jaw dropped, instead of looking so cute and attractive, I pooped like someone assailed a good amount of slaps on my face and messed my hair up.

"Are you f**king kidding me, I look like the realife corpse bride!"I snapped out in rage.

I patiently not patiently tried the tutorial again, growled intensely eachtime because I keep getting same end result .

"Being pretty is soooo not me!"I snapped out loudly.

"Baby!...are you having problem with your hair styling again!"

Mother yelled from outside.

"No, I'm fine with the usual!"

Angrily I put it up to a messy pony tail, the same old look from middle school to working class life.

I was trying to apply some makeup when mother came 8nto the room ,her barging in starled me taht I mistakenly drew the eye liner wrongly.

I was so focused and now it's all messed up.

One look at me made mother crack up uncontrollably.

"Well, look at you..(shakes her head)when will you ever calm down and learn how to do your own makeup, it's like everygirl's natural skill".

"Well I am not like everyone else I guess" I grunted and folded my hands mad at my own reflection.

"Let me help".

She said and came over to the dressing table.

"The makeup kit?"

She demanded with her palm opened.

Blankly I handed the it over to her.

"Thanks".

She said replied and started with the face wipes.

Few minutes later, she excitedly turned me to the mirror and put on my glasses for me to see properly.

My first reaction was to touch my face and get to my feet, I felt a surge of excitement within me.

"This is great mother,you are good,it's like a whole different me".

"Nahhh,all I did was apply some concealer, it's a natural makeup,you are natirally beautiful and that's the fact"

She replied.

I turned and smiled back at her then I looked back at the mirror.

"Theres only one thing left to do,to get rid of these glasses"I said in my mind.

I removed my glasses but the images especially the closer ones became all blurred.

"You can keep them on,it's cuter that way".

Mother suggested.

Ofcourse she was trying to make me feel better as always as if I'm still a kid.

How much I hated to put them on,bullied many times because of it. I remembered breaking my first glasses because of it.

I removed it slowly, my face ashen without looking up at mother.

"I'm fine without it"i said slowly my yeed twitching uncontrollably.

Mother sighed.

"Fine if you say so".

She took the glass case and put it into her bag.

I stared at her with inquisitively.

"Well incase you change your mind"

She said.

I didn't say anything, I picked up my crunch and phone and left the room, she followed.

Outside the house, mother's ride was there waiting already.

A man dressed in a nice outfit dark strong eyes, and neatly carved beard with extremely white teeth came out of the car.

Curiously I turned to mother and found her beaming ,her cheeks red.

He approached us and my sight got blurry, they hugged and kissed then embarrased as they turned to me for the introduction.

"Dearoe thos is my daughter I told you about ,Arianna this is Pat"

"Hy dear Arianna".

"Hey,nice to meet you Mr Patrick".

We both exchanged handshakes.

"You look as beautiful as your mother "he complimented.

"Thanks"I replied, twitching my eyes.

Mother looked really happy yo see us get along so easily. Patrick seem nice, his voice was nice too and his hand had a friendly sensation and soft.

I pray or worked our for them,he looked like he would be in his late forties just like mother but he dressed much younger than his age bracket.

I am sure he was the the one behind mother's sudden high fashion taste.

"Come on in"

I was spacing out in thoughts and didn't notice when they got into the car.

"Going together with my mother on her date is weird but I am pretty sure she wanted me to not stay home alone".

We got to the gift shop the way mother and Mr Patrick treated me like some teenager, got me annoyed.

"Honey look at that teddy so cute will get it from you"Motehr said .

I didnt even ask fro a teddy

"We will check for the biggest Size do you like?"

Mr Patrick contributed.

I smiled awkwardly praying for a chance to escape from them.

As soon as the two went to the cashier, I walked out of the place and texted her that I will be fine on my own.

I took a deep sigh.