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chapter8

A/N: FINALLY!! we are soo sorry for the late, but school is being a bitch and giving us alot of work to do. Hope you like the chapter ^^

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Ch8: Emily's POV

“Urgh!” I shrieked in frustration as I burned myself with the curling iron again.

“Careful with that” Eva mumbled as she did Roxy’s makeup, that’s how we did it: Eva does the makeup, I do the hair, Z picks out the outfits, and Roxy sets up a buffet of candy and a rockin’ playlist.

We were getting ready for our parent’s party tonight with “Never Say Never” blasting through the sound system. I shuddered thinking what “surprises” our parents have in store for us this time. When you’re rich you’re not allowed to do anything twice, and whatever you do it has to be big, unexpected and totally original.

“Eva! What colors did you do Rox’s makeup?” Z yelled from the walk-in closet. Okay it’s more of a “walk-in” closet; it’s basically another room just for clothes.

“Black and Silver eye makeup with Red lipstick” Eva responded.

“Emily! Hair update?!” Z demanded.

“Side ponytail with lose curls at the end” I retorted.

“I know the perfect one….” Z mumbled more to herself than to us. When it comes to fashion, she’s in the zone.

“Roxy! I swear if you don’t stop singing along, am gunna paint clown makeup on your face!” Eva huffed in frustration.

“hehehe alright alright” Roxy said while trying to hold back her singing. I don’t know why she bothers denying it; she’s a belieber all the way.

“Alright! I finally put something together for you lot” Z said in a fake British accent while holding 4 dresses in her arms.”Miss Anderson, you get the bold Red. Miss Johnson, you get the dazzling Mauve. Miss Redford, you get the angelic white” she said with a wink while handing us each our dresses still suffering with that fake accent. “And I, Miss Hastings, get to go in the stunning Sapphire” she went on her eyes sparkling.

We stared at each other for a moment before erupting laughing.

“Never…do…that..again…”Roxy gasped between laughs with tears running down her face.

“STOP LAUGHING! YOU’RE GUNNA RUIN MY MASTERPEICES!” Eva had to yell to be heard over our laughing.

**************** 2 hours later*****************

“I must say this time we out did ourselves” Roxy says while twirling around in front of the 3-way mirror. She had on a short, tight Red strapless dress that fit her like a glove, it stopped mid-thigh, same as all our dresses, and a short black leather jacket (AN: think Aria in PLL when she was going with Ezra to that museum in Season 1) with silver stilettos.

“Absolutely, and this had nothing to do with the fact that we actually have dates this year...” Eva thought-out-loud. She had on a short Mauve dress with spaghetti straps that had her back showing, with a black mini jacket to top the look and silver stilettos.

“mmm-hmm…just keep tellin; yourself that” I said as I adjusted my dress. “I have to say Z you’re a genius” I beamed at her. My dress was an exact replica of Rox’s except mine was white with silver stilettos, were twins after all.