I got up and took a deep breath before going to put some clothes on. I put on a t-shirt and sweatpants, just to get ready and then I would change but I didn't know what I would wear.
”Come, sit,” Mikayla said and dragged out the chair. She preceded to put her full, curly, glossy hair in a gorgeous bun- carefree and I was just ogling her. Mikayla snapped her fingers in front of my face.
”Hello, earth to Selene,” She said and pointed at the empty chair. I shook my head and went to sit on the chair. She turned it so that I was facing her and then she pulled back my hair viciously and did a ponytail to keep it out of my face.
She then placed some creamy shit that she called a primer on my skin and smoothed it out. It was nice. It felt like a massage.
I had my eyes closed and enjoyed having my face pampered with.
But I knew the relaxing moment wouldn't last long, and I was right.
”How was life at your old pack?” She asked, and my eyes flew open.