Dream Story - Part 4

"I have an idea," Roger told me, grabbing my hands in his, "You know how he always cheats on his girlfriends? Well why don't we give you a make-over so that you are so drop dead gorgeous that he will have only eyes for you!?"
"Really?! I've never heard you say anything like that before! What's got into you?!"
"I don't know it must be something in the air," he tickled my stomach.
We headed to his mum's hairdressers. It was called Hair Gloop.
He updated his mum, not on what we were doing but that I wanted a new haircut. She lets him and all his friends have free haircuts which is great.
"Right," she held my head between her hands, turning it from side to side.
She ran her fingers through my hair. It was down to my shoulders and mousy brown.
"I am going to give you a Victoria Beckham bob, OK?"
"Sounds great!" I gleamed.
"I am going to dye your hair a rich hazelnut shade," she infused.
"Oh, I don't know. I've never dyed my hair before," I bit my lip.
"Oh, don't worry! You'll look great as a brunette!"
"Oh, alright," I gave in.
I was not allowed to see it in the mirror until we had the whole look sorted.
Roger's sister's friend worked in a local clothes store so she could get us money off clothes. She took us to the changing rooms to try some things on. They got me some black, shiny, leather leggings, An off the shoulder t-shirt with extra vest shoulder straps and some acid pink, killer heels.
Now we headed to his house to meet his sister Rochelle. She did my make-up. Some very smoky eyes and pink lips. She also gave me some really cool earrings in the shape of lips that matched my lipgloss.
"Now, you're ready to knock 'em dead!" she grinned, jumping up and down.
I strutted through the mall to where he was sitting with his mates...
TO BE CONTINUED