Melanie Martinez is the angel's name. She wears frilly, vintage clothes and has pale skin. She looks like a porcelain doll with her rosy cheeks, big eyes, bicolored hair and adorable gap between her teeth.

"BAAAAAAAAAABE!!!" Selena's screech rang through the halls and pierced my eardrums. I sighed heavily and walked to the end of the hallway, where Selena stood, motioning me to zip up her neon purple mini dress that had a 10 inch plunge neckline and glitter all over it. Talk about sleazy.

I zipped up the cheap dress as she turned around and grinned with her coffee stained teeth. She had her hair in bangs this time, which she said was trying to cover up a pimple. She had at least 8 pounds of makeup on, from the blush to the eyeshadow to the eyeliner. Oh, and don't eve get me started on the lipstick.

"You look... nice." I tried to sputter out a compliment.

"Is that really what you're wearing?" She looked me up and down disapprovingly, kissing her teeth. I shrugged, confused. I was wearing white jeans, oxfords and a loose t-shirt.

She huffed, her bangs blowing up. "Fine. We're late anyways."

***

She couldn't count how many bows Chloe put in her hair, there were so many. She giggled as Chloe turned her around and dabbed powder on her cheeks, which she thought tickled.

"Stop being such a baby," Chloe retorted to the squirming.

"Have you read my album cover?" The girl sarcastically said, and the girls laughed.

"You look beautiful, Mel," Chloe swiveled Melanie's chair into the mirror's direction. Her lips were a deep red, like a wilted rose, but everything else on her skin was bare. Her tresses were folded into two rings behind her head, accompanied by tons of tiny black bows.

"This is a masterpiece, Clo," Melanie whispered. She hugged her friend and got up, her fluffy hearted skirt flowing against her legs. She wore a matching bralette that she said felt like a blanket for your boobs.*

"Can we go clubbing now?!" Chloe yelped, jumping up and down in her overalls and platform heels. Melanie rolled her eyes and nodded, and grabbed her clutch that had a rabbit's face on it before closing the door to her townhouse.

Little did Melanie know, she was going to the same club as Justin.

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XX Katy

*The photo above is what Mel's wearing.