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sensethevisionsWhen Phoebe opened her eyes, the first thing she was aware of was pain shooting from her head, down her face and then to her shoulder. This was so not good. At first, she considered calling in sick to school, but she couldn't do that. First, she was bruised and in pain, but she wasn't sick. Second, she had promised Crowley she would keep up with her classwork and not avoid school. If she could have moved enough, she would have kicked herself for her dumbness yesterday. "Way to go, Moron."
Hearing Rita Skeeter's radio broadcast, Phoebe sighed and closed her eyes again. Between her run-in with Cole in the lounge and her falling into a wall yesterday evening, Monday had turned out to be quite the craptastic day.
With a sharp breath of pain, Phoebe pulled herself out of the bed and headed to the shower. She stayed under the streams of water until it turned cold, and then wrapped herself in a towel. She cleaned off the mirror and took a look at the damage.
Oh shit...
It was a bit worse than she had expected. She had a large, angry bruise on her right shoulder, but that could be covered up with a shirt. It was the bruise on her jaw that had her upset. This would never do.
She tore through her bag, looking for make-up and came across her foundation. She started applying her make-up with the hope that she could cover up the bruise. Her first class of the morning was with CJ and Cole and... she looked like someone had hit her. However, after working with her make-up for half an hour, she discovered that in order to cover the bruise completely, she had to put on enough enough make-up to give the appearance that she had fallen into a big mud puddle. With a sigh, she scrubbed her face clean again, fighting back tears as she rubbed at the bruised area.
She finally decided to would put on her normal amount of foundation and deal with the questions she would most likely receive during the day. Maybe Paige could do a glamour spell that kept people from seeing what was really there? No, that fell into the realm of Personal Gain. Maybe no one would notice?
And maybe I'll sprout wings and fly...
Phoebe sighed and finished getting ready for class, then she sat down to have caffeine before leaving.
Today? Was not going to be a very good day.
Hearing Rita Skeeter's radio broadcast, Phoebe sighed and closed her eyes again. Between her run-in with Cole in the lounge and her falling into a wall yesterday evening, Monday had turned out to be quite the craptastic day.
With a sharp breath of pain, Phoebe pulled herself out of the bed and headed to the shower. She stayed under the streams of water until it turned cold, and then wrapped herself in a towel. She cleaned off the mirror and took a look at the damage.
Oh shit...
It was a bit worse than she had expected. She had a large, angry bruise on her right shoulder, but that could be covered up with a shirt. It was the bruise on her jaw that had her upset. This would never do.
She tore through her bag, looking for make-up and came across her foundation. She started applying her make-up with the hope that she could cover up the bruise. Her first class of the morning was with CJ and Cole and... she looked like someone had hit her. However, after working with her make-up for half an hour, she discovered that in order to cover the bruise completely, she had to put on enough enough make-up to give the appearance that she had fallen into a big mud puddle. With a sigh, she scrubbed her face clean again, fighting back tears as she rubbed at the bruised area.
She finally decided to would put on her normal amount of foundation and deal with the questions she would most likely receive during the day. Maybe Paige could do a glamour spell that kept people from seeing what was really there? No, that fell into the realm of Personal Gain. Maybe no one would notice?
And maybe I'll sprout wings and fly...
Phoebe sighed and finished getting ready for class, then she sat down to have caffeine before leaving.
Today? Was not going to be a very good day.
