I stare into the eyes of my best friend. She has deep brown eyes, the kind you can see memories in. Her eyelashes are curly that sweep across her brown cheeks. She has a clear face spread with a smile. Her smile is full of white teeth and light pink lips, which makes her eyesbrows arch thinly. I notice the way her hair is pulled back into a tight bun, which highlights the unevenness of her hairline that she usually covers with a light gray headband. Her nose is perfectly curved down and ends with a little button. She’s beatiful.