She's an Icon | V.C

Chapter 8

"Ariel door!" Lance calls to me. I grab first thing i can find and pull it on. I run down the stairs and to the door.

"Thanks lance." I say "Hey boys," I smile.

"Hey!" They coarse.

"What are you wearing." Nick asks. I look down at my blue and white Yankees sports bra and black shorts.

"What's wrong?" I ask dumbstruck.

"We're going to the boardwalk." He says.

"Since when?"

"You guys didn't tell her!" Lewis crys.

"Ill be back." I take a step back, "come on in." I say slowly.

I spin on my heels and run up the stairs into my closet and grab a black cropped tank top, a lace type over shirt thing, a pair of black combat heels, light wash shorts with a little brown belt, and a pair of black ray bends. Throwing that all on i apply the glue to my fake eyelashes, and as i wait for that to dry i apply some eye liner and a white and dusk eye, then quickly apply the now tacky eyelashes. After quickly curling my wavy purple hair, i race down the stairs.

"Lets go." I pant. "Bye lance!"

"Later darling!" He calls back.

After we've started on our way to the board walk Madison says, "We don't have classes Saturday"

"Why not?" I ask.

"Showing," he says, "but you have to be there at 9 to practice."

"Gahh," I grown, "But we get to preform!" I say getting butterfly's in my stomach. "yay!" After more walking we finally get to the boardwalk.

"So why are we here exactly?" I ask looking at the boys.

"To hangout somewhere outside of dance, grab your clothes for the showing. Do what ever." Madison answers walking over to a dry cleaners. I take a quick glance over the sign then scurry over to the boys who are already at the door.

The door swings open effortlessly by Madison's push, and a little ding chimes above us.

"Hi, We are here to pick up an order." Nick says walking up to the lady and leaning on the counter, followed by the others. The lady doesn't look up. "Hello?" He asks again.

"I'm busy!" She screeches.

"Sorry but I need the clothes." He explains.

"Uhhg," the girl behind the desk peruses her lips into a thin line like shes been sucking on lemons, "name."

"Geo." You can here the irritation, in nicks voice.

The girl taps a couple keys then looks up and says, "no one here, under that name."

"Icon." Nick stiffens then stretches his shoulders back. She taps a couple more thing in the computers then looks up again.

"It's not done." She says smacking her gum.

"When will it be done?"

"I don't know, what do i look like, a rocket scientist?" She asks twirling her bleach blond hair in between her cheaply manicured fingers.

"No, we absolutely did not think that." Mikey laughs.

"We prerequisite it to be ready today!" Lewis says. The girl just ferrows her eye brow at him. "We expect to see them deliver to icon tomorrow."

With that they all turn in there heels and march out the door. I just stand there like a deer in the headlights till Vinny quickly reopened the door and grabs my arm pulling me out of the door. I trip over something and end up falling into Vinny's chest.

"Ugh!" I grown trying to pull away but he just raps is arms around me."Vinnnyyyy!"

"Yeeeessss?" He laughs.

"Let me go!" I persistently wiggle in his arms.

"Nahh," he says.

I turn around so my backs against his chest, his arms are around my waist and crossing over my stomach, grabbing my opposite hip.

"What do you guys want to do now?" Madison asks.

"Well, I know what I want to do, you won't want to come too, trust me." I say.

"Nahh, we'll join you, it's ok." Madison protests.

"You guys won't have fun!" I argue trying my hardest to convince.

"Yes we will!" He protests.

"Fine!" I give in to his argument. "No complaints then." I say, spinning on my heels and strutting over to the nail place.

After a good few minutes im settled into my pedicure chair with the boys siting in the other chairs Madison wines, "You were right Ar!"

"Told you." I mumble too distracted with my choice of toenail colours to bothering to look up at him.

After having my toenails shaped and painted, the boys cheer, "YES! We can leave now!"

I just chuckle and walk over to the manicure section. "Not over yet." I chime, witch in return the boys all grown.

Another, as the boys would put it

labours 30 minutes later we are back out onto the board walk with my newly gel nails.

"Yay!" I cheer looking down at my nails.

The corners of Madison's lips curl upwards into a half smile, "We spoil her."

"I wanted to pay!" I say looking threw out the boys.

"So did we," Madison says shrugging his shoulders.