*Beatriz's P.O.V*
We hazily jumped as the cab driver had spoken "You're here, that'll be 43 dollars." We glanced at each other and realized that was a bit overpriced, so we pulled out one of our con-man acts and said, "That's a bit overpriced for a messy cab driver who drove us less than an hour away." He cautiously sighed and gave us the real price which happened to be only 25. We snickered as we received our luggage a from the trunk of the car.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and annoying turned to Paige furiously tapping on my shoulder. I looked at where her gaze was locked and saw she had been staring at the tall Times Square Buildings and city lights still shining, considering it was still only 3:30. I could see the blue in the sky trying to skim through the stars as the moon fought with that little bit of pink the sun was giving off. I looked at Paige admiring the lights and tall buildings with her mouth open in agape. We suddenly started bursting into laughter, knowing we're this much closer to being in London. My home town. When we finished with our marathon of giggles, we picked up the one duffle bag we had each brought. Mine full of my newly bought necessities and four pairs of clothes. Paige's was full of the exact same thing. I didn't even have to look in the bag to see what she had in there. She was always one to trail off and put a little extra, but I knew that tonight, she had a tight grip on our plan. We were walking into the train station with our baggy pants and hoodies over our heads. We were both wearing blonde wigs, not the kind that are obviously noticeable that they're wigs, but the off blonde short coloured ones. We were dressed in a complete disguise as our makeup was completely out of the ordinarily and man-ish. As we walked into the station, we got a couple of stares from the few people in the station. We took the escalator up to the level where we had to buy the tickets. But before we approached, Paige grabbed my shoulder, causing me to look back.
"What?" I hissed.
She looked down at our disguises and pulled out her passport with our very different appearances. She didn't even have to say anything or me to know that we had to change our disguises before we presented our passports. We walked into the bathroom, making sure nobody was inside. We locked the bathroom doors and each stood in front of a mirror. We pulled off our hoodies and our wigs, revealing our half-recognizable-caked-in-makeup-faces. I cringed at all the heavy eyeliner I had on. We quickly grabbed our carrier bags and took out our makeup. I splashed my face in water and realized I had to hurry. I took out a makeup wipe and darted to wipe my face as I glanced at Paige, already changing into more feminine clothes. She was always the fastest with makeup. She looked completely different than she did three years ago. Slimmer, taller, and her recently died hair was still drying. She was putting in her contacts when she realized I was staring.
"What? Is the make up bad? I'm kind of shaking." She chuckled nervously.
I smiled at her and nodded,
"No, no. It's just-You look so different from Paige."
She paused for a second, her eyes getting slightly red.
"That's cause, I'm not Paige. My name is Bo." She spoke certainly.
I chuckled and agreed with her before realizing we needed- well I needed to hurry. I changed into my black top and striped leggings with small wedges, making the appearance that I'm taller. Geez. We're passing off as 18. We have to make this work. I looked at the mirror, letting my long brown hair fall over my shoulders. I began with concealer and cover up. I remember having trouble covering up my freckled face at 14. I realize that I, too, look completely different. I'm not Beatriz anymore. My name is Eliana. I finish with my eye shadow and liner as I fill in my eyebrows. I take out my blue contacts and put them in to fill up my brown ones. I look at myself in the mirror and realize that Bo is doing the same. We turn to look at each others results and stand there, gazing at the new us.
"Wow." She speaks in her close to British accent.
I chuckle with tears in my eyes as I see tears threatening to spill from her own eyes.
"Are you ready for our new life, Bo?"
I struggled to speak with tears spilling over my water proof make-up.
"I've never been more ready for anything else, than I am right now, Eli." She smiled as we attacked each other in lustful hugs. This is us now. This is the new us. Tell me again..
Who is Paige and Beatriz? Certainly not us.
