Maya & Carina Oneshots

Little Black Dress & Drunken mess

Gianna - 16
Andrea - 11
Bianca - 5

Gianna was sat at her vanity with the lights around her mirror illuminating her face as she applied her bronzer. The teen finished up her makeup by applying her gloss and trying to decide what to do with her hair.

"Gigi," A small voice spoke from the door way caused the blonde to turn her head. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to decide what to do with my hair," Gianna continued to look in the mirror, finally deciding to turn on her curlers.

"Where are you going?" Bianca spoke again, admiring her big sister.

"To a party," Gianna smiled at her younger sister. "You wanna go back to your toys?"

"Nope!" Bianca sat by her sisters chair fiddling with the fluffy rug any her feet. The older blonde just laughed.

Gianna curled her hair loosely and went to her closet, picking out a selection of dresses.

"Bia, which one?" Gianna tapped her finger against her lip.

"Hm, the black one!" Bianca pointed to the black two piece dress, a slanted black top piece with an extremely short tight mini skirt.

"Perfetto!" Gianna immediately changed into the outfit and put on some freshly cleaned white airforce.

"Sei bellissima!" Bianca exclaimed hugging her sister by her legs.

"Ti amo" Gianna ruffled her sisters hair.

All the teen had to do now was head downstairs and hope her parents wouldn't flip about her outfit, her excuse would be: 'It's summer I will be too hot!'
Her best friend, Lía Herrera, was driving then to the party. It was around 15 minutes away from the DeLuca-Bishop household at a large house with a pool.

Bianca soon got bored of watching her sister stare at herself in the mirror, and went downstairs where her mothers were resting on the couch. Carina between Maya's legs as the blonde ran her fingers through the brown locks as the couple watched the tv.

Gianna quietly came down the stairs and got her keys from the side table and held her small black clutch bag to her side.

"Are you wearing any clothes?" Andrea chuckled as he came from the kitchen with a juice box in his hand. The older girl just hit his arm with the back of her hand, shooting him a glare.

"Shut up," Gianna quipped back, looking at a notification letting her know her ride was here, she would be out in a minute.

"Wait till mom sees you," Andrea giggled , loving how irritated his sister was getting.

"You're so annoying you know that right?" Gianna spoke back trying to unlock the door.

"You aren't leaving till mom and mama see your outfit!" Andrea quickly spoke before the calling his parents to the front door.

The wives rose from their position and rounded the couch heading for the front door, curious as to what Andrea's sudden need for them was about.

"Seriously," Gianna muttered under her breath, tipping her head back in annoyance.

"What are you wearing?" Maya was first to speak when the lack of clothes her daughter was wearing did not please her.

"This?" Gianna gestured to her outfit.

"Gianna," The blonde warned, she wanted her daughter to go change. She's only young.

"I'm not changing, my ride is here and this," She gestured between her parents, "is making me late."