"Hey Hal, wake up. We have school." Belinda said while hopping off my bed.
Taking the warm sheets off of my body, I dragged myself to the bathroom.
I looked at my hair and did a double take. Damn, do we need to work on you. I pointed to myself in the the mirror. Lord I looked like mufasa from Lion King. A doll's hair after a child has swigged it around a few times. My hair looked like Jay's shoes and let me tell you, he needs a new pair. I would gladly buy him some.
Anyways, I washed my face, brushed my teeth, changed clothes and stared at the mirror.
I don't know what to do to this beast of a hair! "Belinda! I'm having a major crisis!" I screamed. I soon heard the door open and a gasp to follow.
"Damn Mufas- I mean...You know what, I have something in mind." She grabbed the brush and turned me around.
I later learned, she curled my hair, leaving a bun on top.
I smiled and thanked her.
I did my make up, which was only lipstick and mascara. I ran downstairs to see Belinda had already made the two of us coffee. I grabbed my mug, a banana, and the keys.
She was dressed in black skinny jeans, orange long sleeved shirt, black combat boots and her red curls bouncing at every step she took. Her makeup was all natural. I on the other hand, had on a blue, long sleeve with the saying, 'Art=Life', black skinny jeans, and I too wearing combat boots.
I looked at our outfits and smiled.
"Squad goals." She said while sipping up her leather jacket. I laughed and opened the door.
I foot out the door and I was already wanting to go home and eat waffles with my daddy.
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Vic Fuentes' Daughter
FanfictionCURRENTLY EDITING Meet Haley Rogers, a girl who has moved in and out of homes, there she has yet to find a decent pair of 'parents'. But every since her mother left her on the side of the road, like a piece of garbage, her life has never been the s...
