Thread: Good Girl Gone Bad [ TortoiseShell x Tyr]

Faith watched her dream boy while he spoke, drinking into every word he said, just in case he was about to tell her off and never address her again. Suddenly, however, he stated his request and approached her, causing the girl's heart to stop for a second. She felt so tiny when facing him, and had to resist the desire to reach out an touch him, make sure that it was real. Despite the seeming cruelty, she figured that there was possibly a chance that he would say yes after all. See you, she whispered, leaning up against the locker after he left, her face burning. She suddenly realized that she didn't own a skirt, or that she wasn't ready for that. Feeling her resolution falter, she shook her head. No, it was time to change something - she wanted memories, especially ones with him in the picture. Glancing at the time, she nodded to herself. She had a few hours left to waste before an engagement with her parents. They trusted her blindly and deposited a sum into her account every month, yet she never spent any of the money simply because she had no need to. Now, however, was another story. The sum accumulated was quite high, enough for a wardrobe change. Almost running off to the shopping center, she spent the rest of the day shopping. Upon her return home she filled her closet with new clothes and set up the makeup she bought at her table. Through most of the night the poor gullible creature couldn't sleep, imagining what a date with Darren would be like. It would surely be wonderful...She thought back to all the movies where the bad boy turned out to be sweet and caring, despite his coldness. Perhaps he was like that. It was at that note that she finally fell asleep, only to wake up what felt like moments later. Quickly taking a shower, she let her hair wave slightly, for the first time since she entered her school letting it down. She then took off her glasses, quickly applying a line of eyeliner on both sides, creating a natural yet somewhat smoky effect. Following the eyeliner with a thin coat of light pink lipgloss, she studied her reflection in the mirror, her jaw almost dropping. She was...hot. Returning to her wardrobe where the new clothes selected with the help of quite a few salespeople hung, she picked out a short denim skirt that hugged her round rear quite nicely, following it with a fitted white shirt with a bare shoulder that showed off her ample breasts and near perfect figure, adding a few bracelets on her wrists and ending everything with a pair of grey suede pumps. Deciding to be even more daring, she messed up her hair slightly, stepping back to look at herself. She looked like a feral cat, yet a stunning one at that. Finally satisfied, she picked up a thin light jacket and ran outside, driving off to school. Getting there a few minutes before the bell, she went down the hall, having to try hard not to blush. Instead of feeling good about herself, she felt naked and watch, not realizing that the guys' grins were due to her new look - and the fact that her ass easily rivaled Tamara's one. Considering running away a dozen times, she finally reached the classroom and walked up to a desk at the back, taking a seat there as she waited for Darren. The poor girl who hardly looked like the one from yesterday was almost shaking, her excitment growing by the second.