Honest opinion on the beginning of my story?

My fingers twiddled the moon pendant on my mom's necklace. I threw back my long black hair and turned to Allison Malhoun, the althletic bleach blonde all the boys were after.

"Alli?"

"What's up girl?"

"Well, I was just wondering if you could help me get ready for the Sadie Hawkins day dance. Since my mom-," my voice cut short.

Allison immediately saw my face and pulled me to her chest, "No worries girlfriend! I'd be happy to help you, my house, say 4 o' clock?"

The bell rang. I nodded and darted off to choir practice.

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I paused on the Malhoun doorstep and took a deep breath; before she could exhale Allison was pulling me up the stairs and into her bedroom.

"Come on Hazel, we need to start your makeup and hair, and don't get me started on what to do with your nails!"

I obeyed and followed down the long hall to Allison's master bedroom.

Pink fluffy carpets lined the walls while white tiles filled in the floor. Straightners, curlers, lipstick, and all sorts of stuff seemed to be on display.

"What does all this do?"

"You'll see Hazel," Allison winked and sat me down on the purple waterbed. "Just relax, did you bring the dress?"

I nodded.

"Hey Alli, what if we already met that one special guy, but we just weren't ready to fall in love. Is that possible?" I questioned.

"I suppose so, Haze."

Things grew silent for what seemed an eternity.

"Just one more strand," Allison bit her lower lip the brought out a lighted mirror," perfect. Now no guy will be able to resist you."

"I-I- thank you." I smiled.

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I expected to just stand back while all the popular girls got all the attention, but to my shocking surprise, when I stepped into the gym at St. Eastwood High, time froze. My heart raced as I immediately looked for him. Just a few breaths later I noticed all eyes were on me. I began to panic.