“Hello Neighbor,”
Sam set down her hair curler and checked herself out in the mirror. Then fluffed out her shoulder length lilac hair. Shimming her shoulders to the dance floor party mix blasting from her surround sound. Rifling through her makeup drawer she tried to decided on what eye-shadow look she was going to do on her big hazel eyes. Grabbing for her favorite bronze eye palette, she heard her doorbell.
“PERFECT TIMING YOU DUMB SLUT!” she yelled grabbing her robe and strolled to her front door. Talking shit, the whole way.
“Girl, I was about to beat my face down to the pavement! You know it’s way too early to try and go any-,” she stopped mid-sentence when she realized it wasn’t her best friend Alex.
