It started as bestfriends {DISCONTINUED}

Charity ball

Crystal Pov

I was playing with my grand piano in my room when I heard a knock. My room is as big as the living room so yeah.

"Who is it?" I asked as I continued playing the song I made.

"Aunt Selly." The voice responded and I smiled.

"Come in." I said as I stopped playing and looked at her as she opened the door and walk in on her business clothes and ten shopping bags.

"Let me help you." I said as I stood up and grabbed the bags from her.

"Thanks, dear. I bought those clothes for you. It's so cute so I thought you might like it." She said and I smiled.

"Thanks, auntie." I thanked as I dropped the bags and all of the clothes floated. Hangers put theirselves in the clothes and I opened the walk-in closet. The clothes got inside and started going in different directions as they find their spots.

"So, Bruce Wayne will be having a charity later on, sweetie." Aunt Selly purred as we both walked in the closet.

"And?" I asked. I already knew about her and Bruce. Honestly, she's dating the Batman.

"And, he invited all of us. Since we're the second richest people in Gotham. And I'm his honorable girlfriend." She said and I sighed.

"I have to wear one of those dresses again, shouldn't I?" I said and she nodded with a squeal.

"Later by 6:30 PM. We'll come by and get you ready." She said as she walked towards the dress rack full of ball gowns and those torture things.

"So, black or white?" She asked.

"Black, obviously." I said and she chuckled.

"Ok, ball gown or a-line?" She asked.

"A-line." I said as I leaned against a rack and pulled out a snowstar from my pouch clipped on my belt.

"Mhm, secondary color. Blue or red?" She asked.

"Blue." I answered plainly as I examined my snowstar. Maybe I can make it sharper?

"Off-shoulder or hug shoulder?" She asked again.

"Hug shoulder." I replied.

"Right, now heels." She said and I gasped.

"No!" I yelled.

"You have to, little diamond. You know that." She said as she went to the big shoe rack and I groaned as I followed her.

"Four inches or three?" She asked.

"Or." I said and she sighed.

"Fine, three or two?" She asked and I groaned.

"Two." I muttered and she stepped on the black platform. It floated up until she's on the third rack.

"Black or white?" She asked.

"White." I answered.

"Stilleto or peep-toe?" She asked and I sighed.

"Peep-toe." I muttered.

"Ok, we won't put make-up on you since you hate it. But we will apply a little bit of lip gloss and mascara." She said as she floated back down and stepped out of the platform.

"Auntie, can't I just wear knee-high boots?" I asked.

"Nope. It will ruin the look." She said as we walked out of the closet.

"But what if there's danger?" I asked.

"You can use magic." She said and I groaned as I dropped on my bed.