There in front of me was a very giddy mum and Nona surrounded with makeup,hair grips,hair curlers and other torture devices they wish too use on me. I take a big gulp, step forward with a big plastic smile and step into the lions den. It took them a good fifteen minutes, but by the end of the makeover I noticed my eyes seemed to pop, my cheeks angled and golden, my boring black hair pulled up into a high ponytail with corkscrew curls tumbling down. But what brought tears to my eyes was the thin cold metal around my neck, the ring I stole from the factory we used to work in when we were in province 4 hung from the thin chain, i was glad mum hadn't put too much make up on my eyes because i was in floods of tears. After a good solid cry i got up face stone cold and walked out the door, guns blaising...those prince's aren't going to know what hit them.
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