Violetta: Geek to Chic

Step 2: Know your Nails

One thing that I have never understood about the teenage female would be why they obsess over their nails. Does it really matter if they are painted blue, pink and orange? Or if the last time you went to a nail salon would maybe 1 or 2 or maybe 4 years ago. Unlike some people, I have better things to do like coming up with a plan to prevent Global Warming from increasing and killing all of our loved ones.

Ludmila: Nat can you open this door! I can't afford to smudge my 30 dollar nails

Naty: Coming Ludmi

Ludmila: I mean, others of us may not care about our nails, causing them to look putrid and repel well, everything

She looked to me as she said this part and I looked down at my nails. Are they really that bad? I guess that they are not  exactly 'even' as I have been biting them much more often and, there is still some traces of blue, orange and red nail polish from the last time I painted them.

Maybe it is time I took a visit to a nail salon. I have a free period now and there is nail shop right around the corner. I'm just hoping that you don't have to book an appointment to get your nails done.

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I walk up to the receptionist that has a name tag on her uniform implying that her name was Kate

Kate: Name?

Me: Violetta Castillo

Kate: I have no 'Violetta Castillo' scheduled to do their nails here

Me: I know it's just that I thought that-

Kate: Well you thought wrong

I put my hand gently on the wooden receptionist table to steady myself. As soon I did so, Kate gasped and pressed this big red button the counter.

Nail emergency! Nail emergency! The words screamed throughout the silent salon.

Kate: We must get you to the nail whisperer Stat

Me: What's wrong?

Kate: Your nails are what's wrong

She led me through a series of halls and doors till we anded up at a bright yellow door with the words "The Nail Whisperer" in pink written on it.

Kate: Go in, only he can save you now

I pushed the door open and took a seat inside the dark room. A strange man walked up to me and picked up my left hand and started using it to caress his ear.

Me: Who are you and What are you doing?

Strange Man: Sh sh sh. Your nails, they speak to me

Me: And er what are they saying?

Strange Man: They are saying Violet and silver with a one week super shine

Me: Okay... Whatever you say...Your the doctor here. Who I still don't know

Strange Man: My name is Fabio and you should wait right here while I go get and apply your prescription

Fabio went to one of his many draws and picked up one bottle of violet nail polish and one bottle of silver nail polish before coming back to me and setting to work.

By the end of it, my nails looked fabulous. I really liked the bow he added on my middle finger. He snapped his fingers 3 times in front of his face.

Fabio: And my magic is done baby girl. Here is your prescription which specifically tells you to immediately reapply the nail polish if a nail has seemed to have chipped. And remember when talking to someone don't speak to them with your eyes or mouth or whatever, speak with your hands those nails will have them trembling at your feet. Air kisses.

I kiss the air to his right and then to his left as he does the same to me.   

Fabio: You are always welcome to come to me, even if you don't have an appointment 

Me: Thank you for your help but I must leave now. Bye.

Fabio: Ta Ta

I walk out of his office and out of the building admiring my newly done nails bumping into someone due to my lack of paying attention.

Me: I am so sorry

Unknown Girl: No it's okay it was an accident. I love your nails by the way, they look totally chic

Me: Thank you

And she walked away. Maybe having nice nails pays of more than I think it does.

Lesson Learnt: Flashing geeky hands in front your face doesn't help whatsoever, but flashing chic nails in front your face is a one way ticket to coolsville. Remember to tell the story with your hands and not your eyes.

770 words, longest chapter I have ever written