Leah POV
"How long are they going to stare at the clothes?" Clarke turned her head to me. We had been sitting next to each other on the bed for almost forty minutes, and we still hadn't gotten changed even though we were leaving in twenty minutes.
"Well, this is taking a considerably short amount of time considering it's these two," she whispered back. "And they are very careful with the clothes they choose to go out in."
"Didn't they just go to a party last night?"
"Yeah, but that doesn't matter to them. It's like they have some kind of superpower to not get hungover."
"I can imagine," I agreed quietly, keeping my gaze on the two identical women who had their backs to us. They stood in front of what seemed like over a hundred pieces of clothing, and they muttered to each other quietly, picking up one from the pile before dropping it again.
"How long does this usually take them?" I asked, becoming slightly concerned if we were going to be ready on time.
"Well, usually they take a good couple of-"
"Perfect!" I jumped at the sudden outburst from the two twins. They both held a dress in their hands, one blue, another purple.
"Miss Leah, this one for you," the one on the right stated as she handed me the purple dress. I took it with a 'thanks' and observed it. It was gorgeous.
It had a spaghetti strap and was short enough to show some skin without looking like a stripper. It was a dark purple and matched my complexion really well. These girls are good.
"Damn, this is really pretty. Thank you, guys," I said as I looked away from the dress to the twins.
"No worries," they said in unison with a small shrug. It was then that I eyed a pair of fishnet stockings near the top of the pile.
"Could you pass me those fishnet stockings, please?" I pointed to it, and they looked at it then back at me.
"But don't you want to show those gorgeous legs of yours?" The right one asked with a pout.
"Oh, back off, Jamie. She isn't interested," Clarke strutted out of the bathroom in her blue dress Julia must've given her when I wasn't looking. "And just give her the stockings." Jamie pouted, but reached for the stockings and threw them over to me. I caught them and made my way to the bathroom to get changed.
It didn't take long to get changed, but it took at least ten minutes to put on my makeup. It didn't help with the scars on my arms, but thankfully the stockings covered the ones on my legs.
I walked out to see the three girls all dressed and ready.
"Geez, you guys were quick."
The twins snickered and Clarke rolled her eyes at them.
"Shut up, you're so immature," she said as she walked over to me. I was confused for a moment, but then I realised what I had said and I felt my cheeks heat up slightly. Clarke stood in front of me, and she moved her hands to my hair. She combed her fingers through my hair, causing it the soften a bit and add some volume.
"There, we're all ready," Clarke stated once she had finished. "Let's go."
We all walked out of the room and down the stairs to where the boys waited for us at the cars. Vlado and Theo were leaned against the car talking to each other, but they stopped once they had noticed us walking towards them.
Theo was the first one to react with a whistle.
"Damn, ladies. You really know how to dress up. We'll have to drag the guys off of you three tonight," Theo smirked, causing the three of us to laugh.
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The Mafia's Maid
RomanceLeah Aldaine is a 21 year old with a bad past with an abusive ex. She hasn't been able to tell anybody about what she has been through besides her best friend, Mary. After an unsuccessful attempt of breaking up with him, she and Mary flee Chicago an...