The Bet

Chapter 24 - The Party [part 1.]

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Chapter 24 - The Party [part 1.]

Julie yanked her down to a chair that they'd placed in front of the mirror and opened her makeup bag, "We are going to make you look smoking," she stated, looking at her reflection through the mirror.

Amy blushed and looked down at her folded hands in her lap, "You know, you really don't have to," she trailed and tried to make a break for the door. Makeovers just weren't her thing. And considering that this had been the second one in eight days, Amy thought she had the right to refuse.

"Oh no you don't!" Julie smirked, shoving her back down in the chair and showing her what was in her hand. To most teenage girls, it looked like regular, ordinary makeup. But to Amy, it was Julie's torture instruments of doom.

Amy winced as Julie raised the cover up to her cheeks and patted some on, then some blush, and then some eye junk. It took over twenty minutes just to put all that gunk on her face and even then, Julie kept peeking over at her to put on all the final touches.

"Are you done yet?" Amy moaned, pouting and trying to make puppy dog face.

Julie frowned and slapped Amy's hand away before she could rub her jaw, "Don't ruin it! I worked really hard to make you look good!" she whined and slapped away Amy's other hand before it could destroy her eye makeup too.

"Gee thanks," she replied with a roll of her eyes.

Julie giggled and beamed at her, ignoring the glare. "Okay, done!" she cheered, bouncing up and down in excitement before moving out of Amy's way to let her see herself in the mirror.