"We need to get her perfect." Clair whispers to me.
"Gwen. Sit down on my bed. It's beauty shop time." I smile.
She rolls her eyes and comes to sit on my bed. She grab the bag she brought and hands it to me. "Since I know you want to do my hair and make up and dress me, here's everything."
Clair takes the bag and pulls out the dress. Black, strapless, extremely short. "Girl you are asking to be banged." She laughs.
Gwen rolls her eyes. "Just do my make up and shut up."
I open up her three-tier make up case and apply the base make up. Followed by that I apply hers and Will's favorite eye shadow, Midnight Magic. She rolls her eyes when she sees me pick it out, but keeps quiet. I then apply her mascara and eyeliner.
"We'll put the lip gloss on right before the party." Clair smiles.
Gwen rolls her eyes. Clair begins on the hair, while I do my own make up and hair. I put it up in a messy bun and do my make up similar to Gwen's but with Pretty In Pink, eye shadow.
"Clair, we aren't putting our dresses on until right before, right?" I ask.
Clair nods and finishes curling Gwen's hair.
I work on Clair's make up while she braids her hair, creating a hair crown. I decide to do blush on her since she can rock blush. Her eye shadow is Brayden's favorite, Berry Blue. She smiles as I show her, herself in the mirror.
"Gwen, come on downstairs with me." I smirk.
Clair smiles at me and grabs Gwen by the arm. We lead her down the stairs and stop. The doorbell hadn't even rang. How did she get in? And why the hell was she making out with him?
Clair sees and grabs Gwen, as she races back upstairs.
"You little bitch!" Clair yells at her and runs after Gwen.
"How could you?" I ask tearing up for, Gwen.
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