You, Steve, and Bucky, were best friends. You guys have been close since you could walk. You were dating Bucky. The three of you are in your senior year of high school. 1935. You decided to change your look before you guys started your senior year. Steve and Bucky were in the salon you were at, waiting for your reveal. Bucky was looking at the magazines while Steve was pacing Bucky sighed “what you get getting so crazy about? She’s just getting a new look.” Steve then shook his head and looked at Bucky “No, Buck, we’ve known (user) all her life, okay? She doesn’t wear makeup. She’s never been to a beauty parlor. She’s completely natural.” Bucky rolled his eyes “so? What’s the big deal?” he said as he stood up “The big deal is she was beautiful before without anybody’s help. Now she’s got professional help. She’s gonna be mega-beautiful! We’re not even gonna need able to look at her directly without burning our retinas.” Bucky shakes his head “Steve, don’t be ridiculous. It’s just a normal salon, not a miracle maker.” Just then, a hot girl walked by them who used to be ugly when she walked in. now Bucky was worried