Chapter Twelve

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ROSE'S POV
can't help but gape at the majestic gown draping to the floor in front of me. The dress felt cool to the touch, the effect of a waterfall cascading down the dress. Dameon, how the heck did you manage this?
"It's great, huh?" Dameon says with a wink. I nod in complete awe. It looks surreal. He even got the churning texture perfect, like powerful underwater jets were creating the waterfall, the ones dictrict 12 had invented.
I couldn't wait to slip in the no sleeve gown. As Dameon brushes into the other room I saw instantly stripped down. The dress was soft on the inside. Just, no words.
    Sauntering into the other room I can't help but feel amazing. These people were doing their best to make me comfortable, I mean, except for the makeup twins.
     I sat in the swivel chair and Arateal, lime green bob swishing around her chin, stands in front of me, a metal thing and many bobby pins in hand. "What's that?" I ask, pointing to the metal device. "Curler, hon." Arateal replies, sticking the bobby pins in her mouth to grab my hair, running the warm curler down it. My normally straight hair springs up like a joyful flower after Winter. I smile into the mirror behind Arateal. I feel extremely lucky and unlucky at the same time.
       My hair is almost half its normal length, swishing down wavily at my shoulders with huge, tight and bouncy ringlets. Taking a few bobby pins Arateal pins my hair back out of my face. I feel different- showing off my face. I usually keep my pale, thin face from sight, and now that I see its notice my huge blue eyes and pale
Pink lips. I never noticed how sparkly my eyes were before. I silently Thanked Arateal as she stepped back to let me see. I exchanged a smile before Feona and Leona got to work. "Oh, grab da sequans." Feona barked at Leona. The other make up twins obliged and brought up silver jewel like things. They stuck them near my eyes forcefully and I heard Dameon say, "easy on the sparkle. Remember, the finale." Feona, Leona, and Arateal all nod. "It will be so special."Leona says with her food chewing voice. "What will?" I ask curiously. I had the right to know what was going on. "You'll see- something Arateal and I designed together. Just, at the end, we need you to Bow."

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