Beautiful On Your Own

Chapter 24

The bathroom is a mad house! Makeup scatters all surfaces and clothes litter the floor.

Sofie had some people that work for her bring out heaps of designer dressed on racks for the girls to chose from.

This must be how she buys her friends.

The party was a couple of doors down, I think the guys how's hosting the party is family friends of Sofie because there is no other way he would invite a bunch of year 10 girls to a year 12 party.

I hear a frustrated cry come from down the hall.

Lav is in the corner of the main pampering room trying to zip up a dress.

"Need some help love?" I ask.

"Agh yes please!" she replies.

I try to zip up the back but it won't budge. Maybe she should try another dress.

"This stupid dress won't fit!" she sounds fed up. Like she has had the same problem 10 times.

"We just have to find another dress." I say.

"Yeah but she only brought out out sizes 4-6! Is she trying to make me feel fat!?" she sobs.

"Yes. She probably is. But that does not mean you are!" I say hugging her, "Come on, I know where we can find some even better dresses!" I say.

"Where?" Lav asks as she pulls on her dressing gown and we sneak out of the room and down the hall.

"I did my research. Sofie's mother is a fashion designer. That why her family is so rich. It's a generational thing. The line started with her great-grandmother, then her grandmother, now her mother and soon it will be Sofie's turn. I saw her in the textiles room and she's actually pretty good." I say.

"Wow you sound like you just swallowed a Sofie Woods text book!" she said.

"Yeah well now we just have to find where they store the dresses." I think.

We keep walking when finally we come across a double door entrance with a gold 'S' and 'W' on it in gold.

"Please tell me that doesn't stand for 'Sofie'." Lav asked.

"She doesn't need the ego boost. Well from what I researched, her great-grandmother's name was Serena, her daughters name was Samantha and Sofie's mothers name is Simone." I say but then realise how creepy it is that I know everything about this girls family.

"Again with the textbook thing!" she says as we open the door.

The sight inside took my breath away! It was full of DEAD BODIES!

Nah I'm just kidding. It was full of dresses. This looked like a store room not an actual sewing or designing room.

I picked up one dress that was light pink with Aztec pattern along the bust and the thin see through material that covers my chest.

I try it on and it fits really well. It's a little short, coming only a mere 3 inches past my butt but that's because I'm tall. But the dress colour looks great on my skin tone. I like this dress. I might keep it.

I then start looking around with Lav for a dress for her. After trying on about 10 I finally found a really nice one.

"It's quite bright." She says.

"Good. You'll stand out! You can't hide behind you glasses for the rest of your life." I say.

"Ok then." She agrees.

We subtly walk back to the pamper room and do our make up, pick some shoes then head out the door with the rest of the girls.

This is going to be a hectic night!