amora penelope salcedo
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i sit in the chair in james filming room, watching ian follow james makeup tutorial.
"woa- woah, woah! slow down sister.." ian says, applying blush, as the tutorial moves onto highlighter.
i try my hardest to not laugh. ian groans and slumps as he looks at me. "you should just do my make up miss smiley." he says, directing the complement to me.
"miss smiley? really?" i ask, sipping my iced tea. i pick up my cake up stick and throw it at him, "focus fuck boy."
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"alright james i think i'm done." ian calls, james shuffles to the edge of the door, eyes closed. "really?" he asks.
i get up from my chair and grab james by the elbow to bring him to ian. ian takes him from me.
"oh, ian!" ian pulls his hand to sit down. "okay, open your eyes in three, two, one..." ian smiles slightly, james pulls his hand away from his eyes.
james reaction was priceless, "what!, oh my god, it looks the best!" he squeals. i laugh silently behind the camera.
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we move onto james and i's collab. on my channel we will be doing a get ready with me and on james we are playing a five minute makeup challenge.
"okay, i think i have everything here." i place my bag on the table, my makeup products organized. "oh wait, ian can you hand me that powder and pallet up there?"
ian grabs the powder and pallet, handing it to me. i nod my head as a thank you, earning a wink from him.
"okay recording in, three, two, one." james shifts in his seat, i begin my intro.
"hey beauties! it's amora..." i wait for james to perk up. "hi sisters! james charles here and welcome back to my youtube channel." he cuts me off. i give him an offended look before going back to the camera.
"well yes, i'm here with james! so today we are doing a get ready with me, and before i continue i want to introduce you to my new favorite person." i motion ian to come into frame.
"it's brother ian!" i laugh before james glares at me. ian waves, his arm coming around my shoulder. "but yeah, let's get started."
i open up my foundation, a makeup forever hd foundation stick to be exact. "twinsies." james and i cheers our foundations together his darker than mine.
"so i've known james for a while now," i say, "we met at patrick star's line launch party." james nods as he blends his foundation.
"yes, that we did. there is also a snapchat floating around of amora dancing on me..." he clears his throat.
ian's face flushes, "i need to see this." he gets up from the chair when james brings out his phone.
i sit with my brush in hand, watching james scroll through his snapchat memories. "not even joking, and you werent wasted because you're underage and so am i." he laughs.
"listen okay, my eyes were closed i thought you were someone else." i laugh while applying my bronzer.
james finally finds the video, showing it to ian. "no way," ian's deep laugh echoes the room, "you dance like that."
i was praying that under all this makeup you couldn't see the fact that i was hardcore blushing.
"okay james get back to your makeup." i throw an extra beauty blender at his face. he shuts off his phone and sets it down.
"can you tongue pop?" james asks, now bronzing his face. "i'm not sure. never tried." i stop with my brush.
i slide my tongue, earning a loud pop. "yes sister!" james smiles, his loud voice hurting my ear. "ian can't do it." he laughs, ian pouting in the corner.
