Meeting Macey

Wardrobes and Earlobes

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I'm so sorry I haven't updated recently, I've been having some family trouble but I am home now, waiting to hear about how sick my grandpa is. Anyway, enjoy - this is a filler chapter for the Teen Choice Awards :) xx

•MACEY'S PERSPECTIVE•

My eyes were in colourful flames, bursting with greens and pinks as I was seated in the centre of a clothing booth the size of my entire first floor of my home. "Wow." I said gasping at the sparkly, sequined and hand-sown dresses.

"Oh darling your looking at the wrong stock, those are all the dresses the celebs wore at the logies, never use an outfit twice!" The woman replied rotating my seat around into another entirely different section of clothing, that was just as beautiful.

"Will you help me choose? I'm not that clear with fashion unless you want to know how to wear denim jeans." I joke, admiring racks of dresses fit for royalty. "Of course. Now Ian's tie will be a chirpy yellow colour so I'm thinking of this.." The lady replies as she drapes the most beautiful dress across her arms.

"It's.. Perfect." I say as I look at the visual beauty. With its black lace with a yellow backing stopped midway, and the yellow material draping to ankle length, I was in absolute awe. "Well it's not as good, but we will work with it." I frown at the thought of the bare compliment as she shoves the coat hanger in my arms. "Dressing rooms on the left Hun." I nod, heading for the change rooms.

As I zip the back of the dress up, I turn on my left toward the mirror as my eyes light up in excitement. "Oh.. My..gosh." The mid waist cut sat perfectly as my tanned complexion complimented the pure yellow skirt attached that flowed to my ankles perfectly. I wonder out of the dressing room as the woman claps in appreciation.. Or accomplishment?

I shrug and spin in front of her assistant, smiling brightly as the material hugged my curves perfectly. "That's the dress." She comments, clutching her clipboard. "That's the dress." I repeat admiring the comfort that was surprisingly suitable.

"Now shoes and accessories." I was interrupted from my daydream as I was dragged towards the wall of necklaces, rings, watches and heels, some of which could be classified as a meat cleaver.

As she drops a pair of bright yellow stilettos in my palms, i sudden to become overwhelmed with the height of the heel. "How tall are these?" I murmur unsure. "Two inches. Problem?" I'm question as I immediately shake my head, placing my wide feet In the designer shoes.

"Great. Now a simple gold chain and owl ring will complete the good girl look." She sighs, stuffing my palms four rings, I place across a variety of my fingers whilst her assistance places the heart chain on my neck. As I then place a pair of gold earrings in the loops of my earlobes.

"Makeup time!" I'm awoken from yet another dream of Channing Tatum as I'm once again dragged to a dressing room as I sit in the luxurious leather plush seat. "May as we'll enjoy it." I say to myself, closing my eyes as the soft brush sweeps across my tinted cheeks.

"Now open them!" My eyes flutter as I stare Into the mirror. Who is this girl? She's absolutely gorgeous. It isn't me at all. But I love it. "I'm.. Speechless." I say as I admire the natural shadows and eye makeup, then browsing at the amazing waved hair that softly and graciously sits on my shoulders. "I love it. Thankyou so much." I snag standing up, stumbling a bit with a numb leg and heels.

"I'd have to say, out of all Ian's girlfriends your by far the prettiest." She says, before I could reply she is walking out of the room. "This way Marley." I follow her guidance confused as she leads me back to the door. "It's Macey." I reply as I wait anxiously for Ian to return from the left wing of the building.

As I hear the clunk of the Italian suede shoes emerging from the distances I begin to feel butterflies in my stomach as a handsome man appears in front of me. "Macey.. You're absolutely Stunning." Ian says as I blush entirely. "First time I've blushed. An accomplishment even for you Mr Somerhalder." I reply sacastically.

"Such a cute couple." We are interrupted by the spur of the moment with a compliment we chuckle awkwardly. "About that.. Macey will you be my girlfriend?" Ian says getting on one knee as I open the box he handed to me only to find a feminine baize wristwatch with the engraving: I&M.

"Of course." I exaggerate cheesily as he crushes his lips against mine, as we move in sync.

I feel infinite.







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I hope that wasn't too short! Enjoy until next time,

Mians xox