~Nancy~

　　The next day, we were set for yet another lecture. Isabella insisted that she would do my makeup and didn't give up until I agreed. So, I allowed her to do whatever she wanted on my face, but loved the outcome later. I looked like an upgraded version of myself, a better, prettier version.

　　"I know that Stefan would drop at your feet after seeing you in makeup for the first time. I mean, I would fall at your feet too" she said, as we packed up our bags to ...