Thanks for being patience with me. I got 110% on my project by the way! I'm sorry the last few chapters have been so boring, but the next couple chapters is going to be interesting, not that I'm saying my story isn't interesting so far, just that the next couple of chapters will be more interesting.
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Chapter 28
After we said our hellos, Candise usher me into the bathroom.
" why?" I protest.
" we need to gloss your lips." she replied.
" you're not ready yet?" sam ask.
" no, she said, I quote' I don't want to put gloss on you just so you can ruin it by eating like a pig'" I mimick Candise" as you can see, i have no stains, no crumbs so I don't like a pig."
" no, you eat like a tiger." Sam said. I hit the back of his head and stomp into the bathroom. I caught a sight of myself as I sit down on the make up chair and gasp. I extend my hand, not believing the beautiful teenager in the mirror is me.
" yes, that's you." Candise answer my thought.
-- I cannot believe she turn you into something beautiful.
For once, I didn't think of a comeback for Meah. I was stunned speechless, or rather thoughtless. I was wearing the dress that fitted me perfectly( A/N I already describe the dress so I'm not describing it again.). The shoes made my legs look longer, way longer. Another thing that's longer is my eyelashes. I never saw them so thick and long, and dark, and... Pretty. They cast shadows across my eyes and cheekbones. I have smoky black eyeshadow on that slowly turn into a pale aqua color as they reach the top of my lids an fade into skin color again. It made my contact- covered eyes look mysterious. Candise didn't put on any blush on my face an that made me look confident, someone who is at the top of the food chain kind of confident. If
there were blush, I would have look like a teenager who's embarrassed that people are staring and is afraid of being made fun of. The bottom layer of my hair is straight and the top layer is slightly wavy. There are a few thin strands of braided hair here and there. All together, i could barely reconize myself.
" thank you so much. you have to teach how to do this sometimes." i squeak.
" how about tomorrow" she said as she hold up four tubes of gloss.
" red for confident dare devil, pale pink for innocent little girl, hot pink for girly girl, or tannish pink for natural." she ask me.
" I don't know. Not hot pink because I seriously dislike the color. You pick"
" I don't know. That's why I ask you." she said, putting away the hot pink gloss." what do you guys think?" she ask the boys.
" why not the red?" Sam said." Zoey is going all out after all. We might as well cherish this side of her because we may never see her like this again." I was about to walk over to Sam to smack his head but Candise grab my arm and force me down on her makeup chair.
" say ahhh" she said.
" you like a dentist ahhh." I said. She just roll her eyes and put gloss on my lips.
Five minutes later, we were out of Candise's room and at the door of the ballroom. I put my hands around Sam's right arm and 'accidently' step on his foot. I apologized of course. I gasp as the door open to reveal the biggest indoor space I have ever seen and that's saying something since I've been to Mall of America, the biggest Mall in America. It was decorated with silk drapes of every color. There was one huge chanderlier in the middle of the room that can fit ten people in the middle and have glass shards all over it, making it glisten like Edward Cullen. There's about a dozen mini version of the big chanderliers surrounding it. It's a very elegant atmosphere, but not the kind that makes you want to put a napkin on your lap, hold your pinky up
and talk all fancy like. The kind that makes you feel welcome, confident and that you're part of the things that makes this place elegant. A lady walk towards us in sleeveless, black satin dress that scream designer's.
" hurry, Sam and Zoey have to be in front of the passing testtakers. The ball start in a minute!" she sound nervous. We follow her to another door, this one even bigger than than the last door that led to the ball. She push us in front of a line of people I reconize as the people that took dance lesson with me and Sam. Suddenly, I see a whole differnet thing. I see people, a lot of people in dresses and tux and I hear talking. This scene over lap with the nervous lady telling us what to do. Then, I finaly comprehend what was happening. Candise had turned on the bugs.
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