Dance Of The Fire In The Rain

chapter 1

" Guys I don't think I can pull this off, I totally look like a fake. If I were me, I wouldn't fall for it " I hesitate looking at myself on the full body mirror pinned to Angela's bedroom wall.

" Zoey you are not pulling out now after all my hard work. look ,it's normal to feel nervous because what we are doing is so crazy, but we planned this months ago, so suck that tummy in, the zipper is not going up, its stuck " Angela groans as she struggles to pull the stuck zipper up while I am trying to breathe in this too tight maid uniform .

"Finally " Angela shouts after almost thirty minutes of tugging the zipper up with a crowbar, the zipper goes up my back.
She laughs in relief and throws herself on the bed where Tim is eating french fries and nodding in approval .

"Soooo...what do you think? " I ask quickly turning in a circle to give my friends a full view, then I turn back to face the mirror and taking in the whole new person staring back at me.

I look... different.

My wavy red hair is tucked neatly under a coal black wig with a fringe.
I have mascara on! for goodness sake, I never wear mascara.
The nails which have always been left unpainted are now a glossy red.

For the first time in six years I am wearing a dress or rather a maid uniform worn by Mr Lohans servants. Well at least I am not wearing heels, definitely sure I would have fallen over.

" I still can't get over the fact that you are wearing a dress. Well you definitely look different. Zoey I am proud to say that today you actually look like a girl instead of just being one, guess that's what you get for living with your six brothers all this time huh?" Tim finally speaks as he stands up from the bed and stands behind me.

" This is so crazy but fun " Angela squeals and I agree thinking back three months ago when it began with a painting. It wasn't just any painting but a master piece by Oscar Levine, the one and only, the reason why the art industry in this state is recognised.

Oscar Levine himself is said to have painted another master piece specially for an old friend of his ,Mr Lohan ,but no one has seen it. This is where I come in... to be more specific, this is what happens when the coolest girl in Art class, challenges you in front of the whole class . I would have said no, but then Adrian walked in at that moment and stopped to see why everyone was awaiting an answer from me. It's really frustrating as to why he chose to come in early that day, beats me.

You know that moment when the guy you have crushed on for like forever sets those green eyes onto you, and suddenly out of nowhere the stupid wind blows his neck cut black hair onto and away from his eyes making them look more gorgeous? ... Yeah, that was me during that hideous but dreamy moment . Then the was the really nosy classmates waiting patiently, to see whether I was backing down or standing up to the class Barbie.
Yeah, that was me three months ago.
Whatever happened, I was not about to say no.

Great. All of this for one bet that is forcing me to change myself, and become a domestic worker at Mr Lohan's house to await for the arrival of the painting there and then do a replica of it myself once I see it.
Problem is, the domestic worker post opened up three months before the painting is to arrive at the Lohan Residence and there is no other way inside the house. Good news is that at least I'll be on the inside. The bad news is I'll have to clean that house for three months... THREE MONTHS ,before I get a chance to look at the painting .

I mean really... What could possibly go wrong ?.

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