Secrets of a Doll

Chapter Six

Christina was in her room, sitting in front of her vanity mirror. Makeup supplies were scattered all over the desktop and she had hair rollers in her hair. She carefully rolled them off of her hair, letting down loose pretty curls. After she was done she reached for a pink lip-gloss laying on top of the table. She applied her lip gloss and looked at herself one last time in the mirror. She then walked over to her tall standing mirror and stood in front of it checking her outfit. She was wearing a white v-neck halter top that was a little flowy around the edges of the shirt, with a low rise denim mini skirt. She had a pair of white satin heels on, with bows, to go with her top. After, she made her way to her vanity and picked up the small pink glittery shoulder purse that was hanging off of her chair and then reached for the lamp to turn it off. Her room was completely dark now and she was unlocking one of the tall windows in the corner of the room. She climbed out and stepped out onto the roof, smoothly climbing down onto a random square concrete brick cemented into the side of the house.

As she walked through the grass, occasionally looking back at the home to see if anyone was watching her through the windows, a car could be seen waiting at the far side of the home. As she walked her blonde hair swayed from side to side a little. She approached the car smiling as her friends were telling her to hurry up.

As she got in she asked, "how long have you guys been waiting here?", in a light tone. "feels like forever!"

Anabella said in an exaggerating tone, "what took you so long?".

Christina looked back at her with a smile on her face and said, "oh you wouldn't believe it...I was running low on my Chanel lip-gloss and totally had to get another one shipped all the way in from Paris to here!".

She rolled her eyes at her and replied with, "aw...the struggles of being rich!", which made them both laugh a little at what she said.

Cynthia cut in and asked, "so are we picking anyone else up tonight or what?" in a light tone. Christina turned back around to face forward and looked over at her to reply with, "no, that's all of us" in a natural tone. 

"Can we get going now?'" Anabella interrupted, "I don't want us to be the last ones there".

The headlights of the car turned on and a moment later it pulled away from the sidewalk, making its way down the road.

Tiffany opened her door and made her way down the hall towards her sister's room. The door was left open just a little and she took a peek inside. She opened the door as quietly and as slowly as she could in case Christina was still inside. She took a quick look around the room making sure that no one was inside. She stepped in and closed the door carefully behind her. As soon as it was shut all the way she sped towards the vanity and looked through a few of the drawers for something. She dug through a few of the drawers before finally finding the bracelet she was looking for. She quickly took it and was just about to walk away when she noticed something.

She stopped and stared at whatever it was for a second before approaching it. She made her way towards the small couch in the room and reached down for a folded paper that was placed slightly under it. It was placed in a way that didn't make it too noticeable at a first glance, so she was lucky she even saw it there at all. She picked up the paper and stood back up with it already unfolded. She read the note, and she seemed a little confused by it. She folded the paper back up and decided to keep it. Without another moment's notice she walked directly to the door, making sure to close it after herself.

The jeep pulled up in front of the home where lots of people were just arriving too. As Cynthia was locking the car, Anabella opened the trunk and Christina helped take out the bags of groceries for the party. They headed towards the home all excitedly. Christina was the first to reach the door, so she knocked on it while holding a bag filled with food for the party. A moment later the door was opened by Steve, her cousin.