Brother's Teammate

Chapter 4

I woke up to the sound of Josh snoring. When my eyes opened, and looked at the clock. 7:30 am. I sighed and got up. I remembered that it was the day of the awards. That meant I had to dress up fancy, and my brother, out of all people, had gotten me the dress to wear. I hated dressing up. I always dreaded it. We were meant to be there at 1 pm, so I started getting ready.

I walked into the ensuite bathroom that is attached to my bedroom and got into the shower. I washed my hair, and body. The hot water felt good as it cascaded down my back. I shaved my armpits and legs while I was in there, because it was long over due. When you work somewhere where you can wear tee shirts and long pants, you are able to go for long periods of time without shaving.

When I stepped out, I wrapped the towel around myself, up around my chest. I got the blow dryer out and started to dry my hair. Once that was done, which took about 45 minutes, I was able to straighten it, and pull it back into a clip thing. Using hairspray to hold it all together, it looked perfect. I was amazed by my ability to do my hair.

"Jack?" Josh asked, knocking on the door.

"Josh?" I said back, as the door opened.

"What is with the done up hair?" he asked me.

"It's the award thingy tonight," I told him, and his eyes widened.

"Shit! I forgot about that," he cursed, as he came and sat on the toilet seat, watching me.

I glanced at him, but continued with what I was doing. I started with my foundation, as Josh got up to get the door, in which someone had knocked. I didn't really pay much attention to who it was until they spoke. I looked up to see Marcus, followed by my brother. I looked back to the mirror at the sight of my brother.

"Looking stunning," Stro said in a flirty tone.

"Thank you, and Kevin, you can leave," I said, saying the last part coldly, being too mad to blush at this moment in time.

"Jacqueline, I understand that I-" he started but I cut him off.

"No, just leave my apartment please," I said louder, and more stern this time.

I watched as he walked out, and Stro sat up on the counter where there was space. I put my concealer and powder on in silence. I felt both their eyes on me, but I didn't want to say anything. Half of me wanted them both out, and part of me only wanted Josh here, and another, only Stro. I started on my eyebrows, filling them in.

"What are you doing? You already have eyebrows," Stro asked, looking at me like I was crazy.

"I'm filling them in, so they look fuller," I told him, as I continued on filling them in till I was satisfied.

I found my urban decay eye primer, and put it onto my eyelids, earning a weird look from both boys in the room with me. I followed it with a deep burgundy colour, with a hint of sparkles. I also winged my eyeliner, followed with false eyelashes. I applied a thick layer of mascara on to finish off my eyes.

For my lips I chose a dark pink, maroon kind of colour, then added a light pink blush o my cheeks. My look was complete, and I was happy with it. I shooed the boys out to the living room so I could get dressed. I looked at the black, knee length, lace strapless dress. It was gorgeous. But I hated it. I hated dresses. I slipped a pair of black heels on, and carefully got into my dress, managing to zip it up on my own.

I looked at myself in my full length mirror, and I was satisfied with the end result. I slowly walked out of my room, but as soon as I stepped onto the hardwood floor, the sound of my shoe caused Marcus and Josh to turn their heads. They gaped at me. I felt my cheeks turn red. But before they could say anything, there was a knock on the door.

I cautiously walked to the door and opened it. It was Ryan and Troy. They walked in, and mirrored Josh and Marcus' expression. I felt my cheeks redden even more so with everyone's eyes on me. I hated being the center of attention, but it looks like I am going to be for the rest of the night. I looked up at them and smiled.

"I didn't think I would have ever seen you this dressed up," Stro said, breaking the silence.

"Well, I have never had to be this dressed up before," I laughed nervously, as everyone still gawked at me.

"You know what? It is 12:00, I need to go get dressed. I'll be back." Stro smiled at me as he left, and Josh followed close behind.

I kicked off my heels when I realised that we still had an hour before we needed to leave the house. They were so difficult to walk in, especially on the hardwood, and tile floor of my house. Troy and Ryan sat down where Josh and Marcus were previously sitting while I paced around the room.

"Why are you so nervous? You look like you're going to pass out at any moment," Troy asked me, looking slightly worried.

"It's just I hate being the center of attention, and that's what I am going to be all night, and me and my brother got into a fight last night, and he tried to apologize this morning but I pushed him away, and I just have a lot on my mind," I told him, as I hopped onto the counter.

"I'm sure everything will work out in the end," he smiled at me.

I smiled back. He always knew the right things to say. It put me at ease for tonight, and felt like I could actually take on the night with some new found confidence.