The "Other Girl"

My head held high,
Because, damn,
Do I look good.

Gianna’s studying to
Become a hairdresser,
So she layered my hair
And gave me killer bangs,
Not to mention she taught me
How to put on makeup.
(I knew before,
But now I look awesome.)

Aubrey completely picked apart
My wardrobe, and somehow,
She and Gianna convinced my mom
To go on a huge shopping spree.
So bye bye paint splatter tees
And beaten up Converse,
And hello to cardigans
And skinny jeans.

But before I went home,
Gianna and Aubrey made me promise
That the first guy to give me a compliment
On my new look
Was the one who I would crush on.

I walk down the hallway,
And someone taps my shoulder.
I turn around and smile.

“Hey,” I say.
The next thing he says
Seals my fate.

“You look great.”