A dream come true

"Kiara, stop running. I am not in my teenage years to run after you," Raven shouts, chasing me.

"Never," I shout back, trying to escape from her and the monster.

"I am never coming near that monster," I tell her and run around the room.

"Kia, how many times do I have to tell you. It is called makeup and not a monster," she states, reaching out her hands to catch me. I successfully evade the attack.

"Come on repeat after me. It is makeup and not a monster," Raven says, slowly as if she is teaching a child. I was going to repeat, then I remember, that I am not a kid. Well played, Raven.

"Nope, I am not going to wear makeup," I finally tell her. I am acting a bit overdramatic, but I am not wearing that on my face. Never.

They make my skin so dry and itchy. I want to enjoy my date with Reed, not keep itching and squirming because it feels uncomfortable.