Aisling Finnigan
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Aisling walked into the Great Hall, her heels clicking on the floor. She was nervous. She'd always avoided the Ball before, afraid that she'd have nobody to talk to, but she was slowly regaining her self-confidence. She'd spent the last hour or so getting ready. She'd had a shower and let her hair dry in it's natural waves, then she'd done her make-up. Thankfully, she wasn't prone to spots or blackheads. She'd put on some light foundation, and powder, for the first layer. The second layer consisted of liquid eyeliner, on the top lid, then she'd used some pencil on her waterline. She had then applied a few layers of mascara on her naturally long eyelashes. They widened her eyes, and gave her a mysterious air. Her best feature were her lips. She had also applied some shiny, but subtle lipliner and lipstick, that highlighted her attribute.
The utfit was one of her favourite ensembles. She'd managed to sneak out of the school a few weeks ago, and bought it. She liked the way it looked, and she felt it wouldn't be the right thing to do for her to wear a long dress, not her first time. She wanted to get an idea of what people were wearing for next year. to her dismay, everyone was much more dressed up than her. She fiddled with her crystal ball necklace, looking around the room, praying that something would happen.
The utfit was one of her favourite ensembles. She'd managed to sneak out of the school a few weeks ago, and bought it. She liked the way it looked, and she felt it wouldn't be the right thing to do for her to wear a long dress, not her first time. She wanted to get an idea of what people were wearing for next year. to her dismay, everyone was much more dressed up than her. She fiddled with her crystal ball necklace, looking around the room, praying that something would happen.