Leave The City (Book 8 of Adopted by the Josephs)

79. Samantha

"Mom!" I laughed. She'd just made fun of the stupid piece of hair Kala had been trying to get to stay against my head and no amount of gel, mousse, crazy glue, duct tape or staples seemed capable of getting the stupid lock of hair to stay down and against my head.

"Oh my god! Just shave my head!" I cried out after the stupid piece of hair fooled us by making us think it was going to stay down finally! It had been five minutes and Kala was doing my makeup when the damned piece of hair popped up again!

"Tempting," Kala said, smirking.

"I don't mean it!" I said.

"I brought the razor!" Uncle Brendon came in with his cordless razor.

"I didn't mean it!" I squealed again as he pretended to try to shave my head.

He stood up and looked at me.

"You look beautiful, Sam," he said with a smile on his face. Not his goofy grin, but a real smile. I blushed.

"Thanks," I said.

Mom called out over FaceTime for Uncle Brendon to get out so they could finish my makeup.

Once Kala was done with my makeup, she and Aunt Sarah started tackling the stupid stubborn piece of hair. Finally, Aunt Sarah managed to get it down by sort of weaving it into the hair that was pulled tight in a pony tail that was currently being curled into tight ringlets.

Aunt Sarah went into the hallway to go use her own bathroom to wash the hair gunk off her hands. She took my phone to talk to Mom while I got into my dress and shoes.

I looked in the mirror and noticed my robe had slipped open just a bit. But enough that Kala was staring slack jawed at the little bit of tattoo that was visible. I pulled my robe closed. She pushed the bathroom door closed to the hallway.

"Is that a tattoo, Samantha Joseph?" She whisper-yelled.

"I'm 18," I said. "I don't need anyone's permission."

"You rebel," Kala smirked and hit me playfully on the shoulder with the comb in her hand. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me."

She smiled conspiratorially at me.

"Your parents are going to have a litter of kittens though," she winked. I shrugged.

With my hair and makeup done, I crutched my way back into my room and put on my leg before I put on my dress.

I heard the doorbell ring. Dylan was here already?!  I looked at the clock. It was six o'clock!  How had time flown so fast? 

"Wow," Aunt Sarah said as I came down the stairs. She still had my phone and was showing me to Mom now that I was all made up and dressed.

"Sam!" Mom and Dad, who had come into the frame, both said. "Honey, you look beautiful!"

I smiled.

"Thanks," I said to the screen

"Sammy! You bootiful!" Junie said, wiggling in between Mom and Dad. Rosie came into the frame and her eyes lit up.

"Sammy! You look so pretty!" Rosie said.

"Thank you Rosie! And Junie," I smiled.

Tommy squawked out a little noise.

"Your brother agrees. And says he will beat anyone up who says anything mean to you," Mom said, kissing Tommy's little head.

"That's very kind of you, Tommy," I said, laughing. "And very helpful, what with you being in Ohio. And a month old."

Mom and Dad laughed. Tommy burped. We laughed more.