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Kyra's POV "Cmon Kyra, you can't even let the girl try to do your hair and makeup" my mom complains as we set in the back room of the building getting ready for my moms wedding. "No I cannot 'even try to let the girl do my hair and makeup'" I begin "she hasn't even graduated beauty school" I exclaim, my mother gives me a dirty look. "Your not even enrolled in beauty school and you do your hair and makeup everyday" she retorts, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, but I know how to handle this" I say making a circling motion with my hand in front of my face. My mom once again rolls her eyes and passes me some makeup, so I could do it myself. Cat also does her own makeup, without the complaints from my mom. She knew that cat would refuse just like me and she was right. Anyways after doing hair and makeup we start to hear guests show up and me and cat were givin the job to greet them when they came in. (Which was probably not the best idea). "Hey aunt Sara, see you got that wart removed" I joke as my moms sister walks through the door. "Yeah maybe this time it won't grow back" cat jokes along with me. Our aunt gives us a nasty look and continues into the building. As more and more people enter are insults just get worse. "Uncle bill!" I begin, he smiles at me and stops to talk. "Hey girls, you look different" he smiles "you do to uncle bill... Looks like someone ate a little to much junk food at the last family gathering." Me and cat break out laughing, uncle bill just laughs right along with us. "Always at it with the insults, huh girls?" He chucked "anyways, I better go find your mom and congratulate her on the new husband" he says and walks away from us. After uncle bill leaves, out aunt Sara comes back to the front of the building. "Come for some more insults, Aunt Sara?" I question she gives me another nasty look. "Not even close" she begins "I told your mom about what you said to me, and now she wants me to greet the guests" she says with a mean girl attitude. Me and Cat Shrug, leaving our posts. *** It was about 5 o'clock and my mom was just about to walk down the isle. "Hey girls have you seen your mother?" Are grandpa ask curiously. "We haven't seen her since hair and makeup, why? Isn't she still getting ready?" I ask concerned. "No, me and your grandma have been looking all over for her and we can't find her anywhere" my grandpa tells us. We stand up to start to look for our mom and about 10 minutes later, I find her outside in her wedding dress. "Mom?" I ask concerned, se looks over to me and continues to cry. "I-I can't do this k-Kyra... I can't get married" she says as I approach "what do you mean?" I say sincerely. "I-I don't love him"
