F*ckin' Perfect

Chapter 8: Who Knew Children's Movies Could Be So Exciting?

Natalie's POV <3

I sighed, feeling my heart speed up as I stood in front of the mirror in my bathroom, London straightening my hair. Paris was sitting on the toilet with the lid down as she watched us. She looked pale and awful, but she had come to present me with white stockings and advice to help London with my hair and makeup.

"You missed a piece in the front." London sighed as her sister pointed out a curl that was near my right eye.

"I was leaving that one because it looks good. Same with the one on her left, so don't mention that one either." She was right, the few curls that she was leaving looked good, making it seem that my hair was normally straight, but I had curled it.

"Hey, I could've just stayed home, recovering, but I decided to come so that you would have the white stockings that look awesome with that dress. And we both know you would not be able to find them without me." London sighed a bit, putting the straightner down.

"There, now just a bit of mascara and lip gloss, maybe a bit of eyeshadow, and we should be good to go." Now Paris sighed.

"Thank god, I want soup and bed." I felt a bit bad for Paris, but it wasn't my fault that she suddenly caught something going around. I swore to myself, though, that if she got me sick and I threw up or something in front of Nic, I would kill her.

"Okay, you're done and looking gorgeous." I hadn't even noticed that London had done my makeup, but as she said that, I turned back towards the mirror to look at myself. And let me tell you, London was an amazing makeup artist, even if it was just simple stuff. She had used a tiny bit of light blue eyeshadow to go with my dress, which looked awesome, along with mascara and peach lip gloss.

"Thank you so much, London, I love it. I just hope Nic does too." Paris stood, going to place a hand on my shoulder, but then thought better of it.

"Honey, if she doesn't, she's blind. Good luck, remember those tips I told you." I couldn't help it as a blush rised to my cheeks as I remembered the 'training' both of them gave me.

"See, this is why I told you she didn't need any blush. She does it enough on her own." Paris rolled her eyes at her sister, heading out of the bathroom.

"Yeah, whatever. You're making me soup, I hope you know, for dragging me out here." London rolled her eyes back and dropped her hands to her sides.

"You wanted to come!" There was a 'yeah, yeah' from the stairs as London turned and gave me a quick hug. "Go get 'er, girl."

I smiled, thanking her before the two twins were out of the house. I couldn't help but checking myself out in the mirror as I bit my lip. London had done a fabulous job on making me look great for my date with Nic, but I had this pit of doubt in my stomach that said that she wouldn't like it. Trying to bury that doubt, I returned to my room and read my current book, Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson, while waiting for Nic.

Nic's POV ;P

"Damn girl, I have just brought sexy back." I rolled my eyes at Kate, looking at myself in my full body mirror on the wall of my room. I did look damn sexy, true to Kate's words. She had let me keep the vest, like I had forced her to, but underneath she had me wear a crop top that exposed my belly-button to the world. I had refused to wear a skirt, mostly because I didn't own one and I wouldn't fit into anything Kate had. I swear, that girl was a tooth pick. So, for pants, she had me wear my black jeans that had lace around the thighs instead of denim.

"You mean WE?" She looked at me through the mirror like she was in deep thought before she shook her head.

"No, I don't think so." I rolled my eyes again before inspecting my newly dyed hair. We had decided that it would look good to dye the ends of my bangs a blonde, and we were right. It looked amazing. I just hoped Natalie thought so as well.