Perfection

Ch.2

After I get home I barely have time to breath when my mother comes rushing towards me.

"You need to get ready now. The dress is on your bed. Make sure you look presentable, this dinner is very important to me and your father. Don't make a fool of yourself. Make sure you're down by 6. No later than that.", she said in a rush. And before I could say anything she rushed off again.

Not even a hello. I resist the urge to roll my eyes. This shouldn't be a big deal. It's how my parents are. I shouldn't expect them to give me a hello but for some reason it hurts.

I quickly make my way to my room. I look at the dress my mother picked for me. It was pretty yes but still not really my style.

             ^(Dress and type of shoes above)^

I get dressed into the dark blue dress and decide to start on my hair and makeup. I really didn't want to wear the heels until I absolutely had to.

(Insert highly detailed information on how she did her hair and makeup because I can't even begin to describe how to do either)

After I was done I looked in the mirror. I think I did a good job but I guess I will see if my mother approves.

(Hair style below)

I put everything away. Now I have to go down stairs. It's almost 6. That means I have to put on those blasted heels. I inwardly sigh. 

I put the heels on and make my way downstairs. I could see my mother standing stiffly near the bottom of the stairs. She looks up when she hears my footsteps.

Her eyes rake over my outfit and hair. She does a slight nod, which I interpret as my appearance is acceptable. 

She ushers me towards our front door. "The guests will be arriving any minute. Smile. Don't forget your manners. Head up. Try to keep up small talk and avoid any.......unpleasant topics.", she tells me.

We stopped at the door next to my father. My mother smoothed her nonexistent wrinkles on her dress. 

Suddenly the door bell rang and our butler, Mr. Worth, opened it. Upon opening the door we were greeted by the sight of our guests. My father quickly stepped foreword with a small (fake) smile on his face.

"Welcome to our home." He said. He did a firm handshake with the man and kissed women's hand. I realized that I had no idea who they were. I knew they were important people and that one was the CEO at the company my mom worked at, that much was obvious, but other than that I was at a loss.

"Hello Mr., and Mrs. Grindleman. It's a pleasure to have you with us tonight.", my mother said, a smile similar to my fathers as she curtsied. I curtsied as well but didn't say anything. I had no need to speak and I wasn't going to speak more than I had to.

"Please follow us to the dining room.", my mother said politely and when the guests nodded she walked away with everyone following. 

We sat down at our long dining table. The guests who are now identified as Mr. and Mrs. Grindleman are sitting across from my father and mother. I'm on the left side of my mother and have no one sitting in front of me. Which I am extremely grateful for.

Soon the first course, salad, was brought out. There was a small amount of polite chit chat between the adults as we ate. I stayed quiet. I had to resist the urge to sigh. This was going to be a long, boring night.

•••••••••Time Skip because I don't know any good conversations they should have••••••••

The dinner was boring, like I predicted. They started talking business when the main course came out. It was all about what item to sell next to increase sales, blah blah blah. I didn't understand any of it, so I sat there silently. And apparently they had to leave soon after we finished the meal so we didn't even get dessert. I was kinda bummed about that. But I was glad it was over.

I trudged to the room after I was dismissed with a nod from father. I got to my room and immediately threw my shoes off my feet.

I wanted to just lay in my bed and go to dreamland or even a dreamless sleep would be nice. But I knew I had to undo my hair and wash up. 

Trying to brush curled hair is hard enough without adding morning hair to it.

I grudgingly got ready for bed. When I was finally done I plopped onto my bed. It was very unladylike  but I dont care. I was tired.

Thankfully I don't have anything to do tomorrow after I finish a modeling shoot. I could probably sneak away by myself for a few hours before my parents realized I was free and then schedule something for me to do, or make me visit one of my "friends".

I smiled thinking about what I could do by myself tomorrow. And with that I drifted off into sleep.

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