The Prince • JB

CHAPTER FOUR.

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THE PRINCE | four.

BABY.

Now if you would've told me that I was going to be smack-dabbed in the middle of a beauty frenzy, I would've told you're on drugs and need some type of therapy. Actually, I would've asked you what a beauty frenzy.

What is a beauty frenzy, you may ask?

I'll tell you.

So apparently, I am a damsel in distress that doesn't know how to brush their hair properly or do their makeup. Because of this, Clara and Nicole were practically jumping as they gave me a "much needed" makeover.

Now, I would've taken offense if I wasn't so tired. Here I am in a chair with Clara messing with my hair as her friend, Nicole, did my makeup.

"Is this a party or a ball?" I joked.

"It's a banquet," Nicole and Clara replied in unison.

"Clara, you said it was a party!"

"Like I said: I lie like it's my job," she shrugged.

"I'm not going to a banquet. I came here to explore, not be in a room with a bunch of snooty, rich people."

"You forgot old. They're old, snooty, rich people," Nicole commented making me laugh. She dipped a thin brush into an eyeshadow palette then told me to look up.

"Can I just stay here while you guys go?" I pouted. "I'm not even apart of your little friend group. I literally came out of nowhere."

"Your eyes are so pretty," Nicole complimented, putting the brush back down on the counter. I thanked her as Clara began speaking.

"I thought you wanted to all be about being spontaneous! You were probably going to be roaming around town, alone, in the dark. Now you're in this beautiful, luxury villa, getting ready for a banquet," Clara ranted. "Nicole, what does that sound like?" she asked placing her hands on her hips.

"Sounds very spontaneous to me," Nicole spoke in a monotone. "Now, I'm going to--"

"No, it sounds like a very ungrateful girl," Clara snapped.

"Now I'm going to put some--" Nicole began until I cut her off.

"Harsh much?" I shot back.

"I'm not being harsh, I'm just saying be grateful!" Clara argued.

"Calme-toi," Nicole muttered as she grabbed another makeup brush. 

"Sorry," she inhaled then exhaled. "Sorry. I'm just-- You should be grateful that you're here," she flashed me a smile as she placed her hands on my shoulders. "Be grateful," she shook me gently.

"Okay. I'll go." I yawned causing my eyes to water. I am so tired. If I don't take a nap right now, there's no way I'm going to last in the banquet. "What's next?" I asked Nicole.

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"I think we did a good job on this one," Clara crossed her arms over her chest with a triumphant look on her face. "If this is just for some banquet, imagine the film festival!" she clapped her hands in excitement.

"Guys! Let's go already! I'm hungry," Colton's voice was heard through the house via intercom.

"We're coming!" Clara snapped. "Okay, now spin," she smiled moving her finger in a circle. I exhaled sharply in response to yet another command of hers. I feel like a doll. I turned around slowly so she can take a look at her "masterpiece."