- ͙۪۪̥˚ in which scarlett and her four other vk friends are picked by the future king himself to travel to auradan, but her father, scar, has plans for the pack leader, to get the wand and make him king, which proves difficult for scarlett when she...
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chapter six if only
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"There you are!" Scarlett exclaimed as she entered the courtyard to find Evie sat with Doug at one of the picnic tables. "I have been looking for you literally everywhere!" Panic filled her eyes as she leaned against the table, nostrils flaring just at the thought of the date Ben has asked her on later tonight.
"What's wrong?"
"Ben just asked me out on... a date." Scarlett struggled to say out loud, Doug chuckled.
Evie cracked a smile. "We can handle this. Bye." She bid farewell to Doug as she stood up and joined Scarlett's side, who was a poor wreck. "You look a little pale, but i can fix that with some gloss and some blush."
Scarlett whined as the two walked off and Evie kept ranting of everything makeup product she could use in her face for her first date.
Scarlett shifted uncomfortably on the bed as Evie sat beside her and finished off her look with blush. Mal sat on the bed opposite of them, flipping through her spell book as she watched them amusingly, glad it wasn't her that was going on this date.
"Okay. Easy on the blush." Scarlett swatted Evie's hand away from her cheeks. The first thing she did was get changed into a mid-thigh length skirt with different stitches of colors and pattern, a dark brown and grey leather tube top and a brown fur jacket on top. Her heeled boots were a shade of red and dark orange, with her normal brown leather bracelet and moon necklace with a light blue hue gemstone in the middle. Her hair was half up, framing pieces of hair pinned to the back of her head but her white strand was still in the front. "I don't want to scare him away. Not that I could."
"Please." Evie chuckled, continuing to gently brush the blush onto her tanned cheeks. "My Mom taught me how to apply blush before I could talk. Always use upward strokes."
"I never had a Mom, and my Dad, of course, wasn't really big on make-up tips." Scarlett parted her lips when Evie began to dab a gloss onto them. "And I never had a sister."
