The MakeUp Challenge

Becca closed the front door and locked it; it felt strange holding her mom's house keys and being the one responsible to lock up. Mom had gone on a weekend vacation, leaving her and her sister Eliza, and her sister's best friend Tara, alone. They were all still in highschool, Becca was in her final year, but her parents trusted them. They always said she was so mature and well behaved, whilst she didn't feel like much of an adult, a weekend wouldn't be so bad.

She went straight to the kitchen and put her bookbag down, she'd spent a couple of hours after school in the library getting her homework done so she wouldn't have to worry about it over the weekend. She could hear girlish laughter from the other room, telling her that the others were home.

She had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Eliza was younger than her, but their relationship had always been rocky - at least from Becca's perspective. Eliza could be a bully, and was definitely a 'popular' girl, but as long as she got her way she also had a way of making you feel cool being around her. Like her approval was some hard won prize. Becca kind of hated that, and would sometimes spite her just to show she wasn't Queen Bee, but this weekend would be way more stressful if they ended up at each other's throats. She hoped Becca would be in a good mood, especially since Tara was here - acting up in front of your friends wasn't cool, was it?

Before she could grab some food, her sister's voice called out,

"Becca, mom said the wifi is gonna be down all weekend!" Eliza sounded annoyed by the information, and Becca had to agree. She had promised her mom she would not go out this weekend, so as to not worry their parents about leaving the house unattended, and so she could keep an eye on her sister. Without the internet, what she thought would be an exciting amount of freedom seemed more like three days in solitary.

She didn't deem the information worth a response, and set about making some food before she retired to her bedroom. She looked at herself in the mirror as she changed from her school clothes into more comfortable attire. Her straight, blonde hair was tied back in a short ponytail, and she still had her glasses on her nose. Her family had been blessed with clear skin, and she had delicate facial features with a cute, upturned nose. As much as she'd never admit, her sister had once told her she looked like a sexy librarian and since then she had found herself leaning into that aesthetic - she was kind of a bookworm anyway, and Eliza was no slouch when it came to looking good, so her advice came well regarded.

She slid off her clothes and pulled on a pair of grey leggings. She'd bought them a while back with the idea of getting into the gym, but she hadn't ever felt comfortable enough to go when she had no idea what to do.

Becca slumped on her bed, a little annoyed she had already finished her homework, and tried to occupy her quickly mounting boredom.