Amara's Pov
"No one wears a rose in their hair to a club!" My best friend stepped away from me with her face morphed into a frown and her hands crossed over her chest.
"What can I say? I am a trendsetter." I stood from the dresser's seat and placed myself before the mirror to admire my outfit.
My hair was worn down as per Rose's preference and I still had my signature red rose stuck in my locs. My face wasn't made up just like that of my best friend as trying to spread the foundation on a face with acne didn't go well all the time. So we settled for smoky-lined eyes, mascara and matching red lipstick.
On my neck were my usual neck pieces which were a locket that had my parents, eros, and I's picture in it, the customized necklace from Liam, and the half heart necklaces that Rose and I
