The Photo Project

"Oh C'mon, Isobel. It can't be that bad, can it? I mean.. Sure you'll have to walk around all day with sauce on you.. But.. It um.. Looks good?" My friend nervously let out.I laughed lighly and stared at myself in the mirror. My god, I looked like some cat that found food in a garbage can. I winced and awkwardly moved a bit. I had sauce in places that sauce shouldn't be."Gah! I can't believe that barbie wanna be did this to you! I swear.. If I get my hands on her, I'll.." She continued rambling, walking out the door. I'm not sure she even knew she was walking..I sighed and tried to get all the sauce out of my hair. I rinsed it out with the sink in the girls bathroom, watching as the red substance went down the drain.I pulled my head up, wringing my hair out. This will have to do..