Faeya's blush darkened and she slipped into the room to get dressed. She looked over at a beautiful turquoise jumper that hugged her curves but wasn't too tight. She slipped into it and looked at herself in the mirror with a tilt of her head. She never wore the jumper before, so this was new to her. She blew her hair dry and her hair fell into perfect curls at the ends. She grinned and put on some eyeliner and mascara before looking into the full-length mirror with a look of awe. She looked completely different from her normal no-makeup look. She poked her face to make sure it was her doing and she giggled softly. She looked like those girls she hated at school, so she succeeded in looking different. She looked over at a pair of heels her brother threw in, black wedges that closed at the ankle. She bit her lip nervously and stepped out of her room.