CHAPTER 3
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*recap*
"We'll guy you up baby!"
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"What! OMG, that could totally work!" I had never thought about that, Chase would never know!
"You're a freaking genius!" he stared at me smirking to himself looking smug.
"Tell me about it sugar muffin." Jeez this dude was so arrogant.
"Well ... I mean it could work, it depends on the artist right." I watched him deflate like a balloon now I was the one with the smug smile.
"Considering it's me we'll have nothing to worry about."
"We'll see." Life was fun at times.
^^^^15 minutes later^^^^^^
I was sat nice and comfortably on a can you guess the colour... yep pink recliner chair (the type you sit on at the dentists). With bright spot lights shining down on me. I mean seriously what was with this place and the bright lights, I was shocked that none of them had suffered from bad eyesight ...yet. When I asked Jack he laughed and said that he was used to it.
It turns out the whole wooden panel section of the wall, all opened with a press of a button reveling: wigs upon wigs, fake facial hair from a Siavash beard (from big brother) to Marcus sideburns (also from big brother), masses and masses of make-up, perfumes, clothes, contacts, hair dye, glasses, shoes and clothes.
I suddenly felt something poke into my skull.
"Oww!" I rubbed my head vigorously "Jeez what is with you people"
"Sorry, my finger slipped" Jack was leaning over me pinning my hair into place for the wig.
--------------------------- Four hours later-----------------------------------------------
"Am I done yet?" I asked for the hundredth time.
"No." he was still smirking.(that had been his reply for the past 4 hours)
"Now." I demanded.
"Yes."
"Really?"I nearly jumped out of my seat.
"No" jeez this dude was evil. "Yes I was joking, now before you look at yourself. You need to put these on." He said pointing to get changed behind... Yes can you guess the colour pink Screen.
I took the clothes. He had given me a pair of satin pink boxers, with padding round the front, baggy jeans, and a lose fitting black v-neck top, with black chunky skater shoes and a metal studded white belt.
"Wait." He called out behind me.
"Yeah?" he threw me a lightweight, body sized skin colored object. I caught it with one hand it looked a bit like corset only instead of making the wearer look curvier it would make them look more squarer, more guyish.
Jack caught me examining it and smirked.
"It will hide your boobs." I ignored him and went behind the screen and started changing it felt so weird with the absence of my long black hair cascading down my back. I quickly changed feeling extremely weird. I came out from behind the screen making my way to the huge covered mirror on the far side of the room. I was just about to pull the drape down when a voice stopped me.
"Hold your horses honey. I'm not done with you yet. "
I gave him a questioning look. I looked at him and almost bursted out laughing. He looked so funny. His hair was disheveled as though he had run fingers through it a hundred times. His pink pinstriped jacked had come of reveling a black shirt thank god not a pink one, the sleeves had been hastily rolled up to the elbows and he had pins and clips pinned and clipped on his collar he even had some in his mouth. I struggled trying to stop myself from laughing giggles escaping my mouth.
"What?" he asked his eyes flashing.
"Nothing." I said firmly pressing my lips together.
He dropped the subject pulling me closer so we were just inches apart.
"Put your feet together." He commanded
"What?" he removed the pins from his mouth, throwing them onto the wooden floor.
"Just do it" I did as I was told. He placed one of his pointy tipped leather brogues, over my toes." You walk on the tip of your toes, lean back on your heels. Yeah like that, no to far, forward a bit, perfect. Now slouch a bit. Great. Now lastly." he stepped back grabbed my jeans from both sides and in one fluid movement he hitched them down an inch or two; so they now rested below my hips.
"But they'll fall down!" he then did something to my belt making them feel more secure round my waist.
"Now they won't." and with that he pulled the pink drape covering the mirror down.
I stared at the guy in front of me.
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