Help?

(Victoria's point of view)

I really like Jonathan I can't. But he's mad fine it's not my fault I'm just another inocent victim of his perfect emerald green eyes. Wow cheesy. Anyways I've been swallowing three bottles of peach iced tea and I've decided that the best thing to do is to ask my sister for help. I went into her room hesitantly and knocked on the door. "Come in!" She yelled. I then walked in the room slowly. "Hey Mira" I called her with her nickname "Hi Vick" "you know the popular guitar guy that sat with me in the bus" I said releasing a breath I've been holding in forever but unlike all these other fictional books I knew I was holding that breath. "Oh! You mean Jonathan the guy you were drooling for in the bus" she said with a cocky grin "I WASN'T DROOLING" I yelled at her then after thinking about a hot second I responded shyly "ri-r-right?" "Oh girl you're down bad" "No shit Mira but ya know I need your help" "What kind of help?" jeez I NEED A FRICKIN MAKEOVER SO HE'LL LIKE ME BACK I WANNA BE LIKE YOU!" I yelled at her she was looking lost did she hear what I just said. Then right after a hot minute and a half she finally proceeded what I had said "YOU WHAT!?"