"Aaaaand . . . almost done . . . there!" Perrie moved away from someone's face after doing their makeup. She walked on her knees to do so.
"Let me see." Another girl came to look and invited others to do the same.
"How is it? Did she do it right?" The girl with the makeup asked cautiously.
The others giggled and took pictures.
"Wait no don't do that. How does it look? Hand me a mirror so I can see before you post it at least." The girl sounded impatient. Her name was Briana and she had been at the party on Saturday. In fact, she had been one of the tipsy people cornering Jade and Leigh-Anne.
Perrie handed her a mirror. "It's not bad obviously. I actually knew what I was doing. I've done makeup before."
Briana looked at herself. "I look like a f*cking clown."
Everyone laughed.
"Guess Pez has got no talent when it comes to those things." Liza sat on her sleeping bag and started taking selfies as everyone laughed.
Briana groaned and got up to get some wipes. "Pez never do makeup again."
"Yeah, stick to being hot and blonde." Another girl said. She was Jade's rapist . . . Perrie had not had the balls to uninvite her. Kelly was her name.
Perrie glanced at her uneasily and let out a nervous chuckle. "Yeah I guess I should." She sat on her bed and got her phone out to look at a picture she was quite fond of. It was a selfie she had taken with Leigh-Anne on the swings earlier.
"So Perrie. You've waited this long. We're all ready to hear it. Come, come, sit in the middle and let's have a chat." Liza picked up her cocktail and had a sip.
Perrie noticed all of them forming a circle on her floor. "Um . . . what are yous talking about?"
"Perrie babe, don't be silly. It's way past one a.m. Now's the part of the slumber party where you tell us the tea that you've been holding out on everyone." Elle spoke as if this was obvious.
Perrie scratched her head. "What tea? I've literally been avoiding drama these days-"
"And why's that exactly?" Kelly asked with her head cocked to the side.
Perrie blushed.
"Stop being an idiot and come sit. I mean it Pez." Liza pointed to the centre seriously.
Perrie gulped and sat. "Is this your way of luring me in to get assaulted? Didn't yous do this to . . . who was it again- oh yeah you Jemma. Ha ha." She pointed to a girl with brown hair.
Jemma was reapplying lip gloss to her lips. "It wasn't assault babe. I enjoyed every moment of it." She smirked at them and everyone giggled.
Perrie laughed. "Just like when I got kissed that time. Mm!" She shuddered with pleasure. "So what is this?"
"Tell us about your secret day. You didn't even bloody go to Disneyland or leave the country. Instead you stayed to be with Jesy's ex and li'le Twix." Beth sounded impatient.
"Eh? Li'le- wait is that what we're calling Leigh-Anne now?" Perrie took a moment to gather that.
"Yeah. Got a problem with it?" Liza asked.
"It fits. She's brown and sweet." Briana smiled. She was blonde too . . .
Perrie felt like there was something wrong with that. "Just call her Leigh-Anne. I have a feeling that she doesn't like nicknames."
Liza smiled. "Alright love."
Perrie was happy that she complied.
"Now tell us what you were up to with Li'le Twix and Jade. Come on." The same Liza said.

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The Sitter's Sister
FanfictionLeigh-Anne and her older sister Sairah flee from their impoverished neighbourhood after a tragedy. They hope to find a better life in the closest town where Sairah agrees to babysit Jesy, the troubled daughter of one of the residents. tw//: eating d...