𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙍𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙡 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨- 𝙀𝙡𝙞 𝙈𝙤𝙨𝙠𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙯/ 𝙃𝙖𝙬𝙠

Thirty Three

" You're training with the Eagle Fangs behind dada's back?" Flora asked, doing her eyeliner, as she almost melted into her dressing mirror. She flew in the night before with Amanda. And now she and Sam were dressing up together for prom in her bedroom, " That's brilliant!"

" Hush, Flora!" Sam laughed, choosing her blush shade, a whole box full of them on Flora's bed, " You're literally broadcasting it all over the house." And then she sighed, " Babysitting the Miyagi-Dos is horrible and dad's more focused on the Anthony thing."

" Oh my god, yes." Flora let out a deep breathe, trying to straighten the back of her hair, " Ant took it so far. That tiktok was....disgusting. You know the locker one."

"Yeah, well that was snatching away my winning chances," Her sister huffed seeing Flora struggle with the straightener, " Come on, sit here." Sam patted on the place next to her on the bed, " Let me do it."

The blonde grinned, " I love you," moving over to sit next to Sam, with her back turned to her sister.

" Oh yeah, obviously, I'm awesome," She said, taking the straightener.

" I can't believe dada invited Helena and William, too." Flora cringed, " I mean the gesture is sweet but like.... come on now! Me and Eli aren't even dating yet."

" Have you talked to dad yet?"

Flora's smile flattened, she still didn't have the heart to engage in a real conversation with her father when the air was so thick with what happened two weeks ago. She was still very ashamed that she was the one to strike first, and she felt even guiltier that Daniel didn't scold her or give her some punishment because of it like he gave to Anthony, " I want to, I'm just so shite at that daughter-father communication thing,"

" Well....that's okay," Sam gave a nod, " It's prom, we should focus on the fun parts tonight. Excited to see Eli?" She asked, " I've never seen someone as miserable as him when he found out you left." She laughed, " He's like clearly in love."

" Shut up," Flora rolled her eyes, standing up. As if her heart didn't do a quick stop at his name before beating madly again.

There was a knock on Flora's bedroom door, " The boys are here, guys." Daniel called out.

Sam went to open the door, while Flora went back to her dresser. The cheek bruise wasn't fully gone yet and with her edgy look she didn't want to put too much foundation on her skin.

" Come on now, Flo." Daniel said, Sam was already gone, " You look awesome."

Flora turned with a frown, " The bruise looks stupid." That fucking reminder that she was almost raped. She was forever grateful that Kylar was banned from prom and that she won't have to see him until the tournament.

Daniel seemed to think hard, before he waked over to her dresser and looked between her cosmetics, " Hey, we can still do something about it," he assured her with a kind smile,  " Where are those neon face paints you bought once?"

" You're making it sound like I bought it a million years ago," She frowned, reaching for the kit, " What do you know about make up anyway?"

" You can rely on me for this," He humoured her, " You never know when someone's got a hidden talent."

" Someone, I believe. You? Hardly." She pointed out.

" Alright, smartass," He rolled his eyes, reaching for a tiny brush from her collection and choosing the baby pink color.

" I swear to god Eli is having a freaking panic attack down there," Flora muttered, knowing it had been quite sometime since Sam left.

Daniel drew tiny hearts and stars on her bruise, drawing them up to her temple. The bruise was almost invisible under the comforting, sweet color. Using a tissue, he carefully cleaned up the messed up parts quickly. Leaving it clean and graceful.