Bliss

Bliss 10 | B&W

*Aria and Rosalie*

[ Song of the Chapter: Closer By The Chainsmokers, Halsey]

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• Rosalie •

    "Wow," Was the only thing I said when I entered Aria's Penthouse. Yes, Penthouse. It looked so great, that I rushed around gaping at every like a baby girl seeing the rain for the first time.

    The Penthouse was big, no massive. You can see the large living room, and the staircase on the side, it leads to a top floor that you can clearly see from down here.

    She showed me their kitchen, which seemed that it was rarely used, like Aria had said, "None of us really use the kitchen. We mostly order takeouts," Before I could comment about them not having a cook, she answered as if she read my mind, "We had a cook once, she quit because most of her cooking were thrown out," She mentioned that her parents rarely come home. Her father partially lives in France, while her mother was always traveling.

    "Where's Adam?" I asked, suddenly curious about his whereabouts. I scratched the back of my head.

   She gave me an evil grin, "Missing him, aren't you?" She laughed, while I muttered funny and hilarious. "Dad makes him work at the company for two hours after school. I feel pity for him, my dear twin," She sighed. Work? Yet he took me for Ice cream on school time. But that doesn't count, now does it? He works after school, not during. What an idiot, Rose. "Come on, I'll show you my room,"

    And like she said, it wasn't neat. It was kind of a mess. But to be honest, it was a beautiful mess. Two Harry Potter books were scattered on her massive bed, a jacket of hers was hanging on a chair, small colored papers were all over her desk, while two of her stuffed animals lie on the ground like the dead. I couldn't help but smile, "Cool,"

    She chuckled, "okay," She clasped her hands together, "let's start!"

   ***

   "On the count of three," I said, ready to open the bathroom door.

    We were ready. I had done her hair, while she did mine. I had done both of our makeups, all credits to YouTube and the beauty blogger. We had just finished with all of that when Adam entered the penthouse and came by the room to say hi, then, with Aria dragging him out, he said he'll take a shower and get ready himself.

    "One," why was I counting? Well, we both worn our dresses, and we were dying to see each other. "Two," Aria burst open the door. "Three," I said, rolling my eyes.

     She grinned at me, while I smirked at her, "You look hot, Scott," She said, realizing something, "Woah, that rhymed! And Scott is a better nickname than Rose. Scottie! You're Scottie now,"

    I laughed, not minding the new nickname, "Fine, whatever. You look hotter, by the way,"

   And she did. She wore a long black dress, that wasn't really long, because it showed her legs through the fabric. It had straps on her waist and tummy, showing a little bit of skin. Her dress screamed classy and elegant, but badass and hot.

   "You think?" She said, giving me a slow twirl. She didn't look confident, maybe it was because she's nervous. Hell, I am.