'Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask and he will tell you the truth.'
-Oliver Wilde
Everything is moving fast the next morning. As soon as Kaira and Isaac are ready both her and Isaac are ushered to two different parts of the house. Kaira is back into Mrs Richards room, more specifically her dressing room that is just as big as her closet. It is a brightly lit room with a corner filled with spa equipment, a large dresser that could be fit for a whole theatre cast and salon equipment. Not surprisingly Kaira finds Lousie at the dress snapping at the make-up artist for something he did wrong.
Before Kaira could even say no, she is hustled behind the folding room divider and immediately put into a robe and placed on a chair where two hands did her nails and another two at her feet. Kaira is being scrubbed and waxed head to toe, the lady who is doing this fidgets uncomfortably she saw gashed across her legs and arms and the tattoos that are splurged all over her. Thankfully she didn't say anything and carried on with the waxing quietly
"Vanessa!" Kaira hears Andreas sweet motherly voice behind her. Kaira turns her neck to face her. She is in this lacy pale pink hair that complimented her dirty blonde hair that is neatly twisted into a bun.
"Bonjour, Mrs Richards," Kaira reply awkwardly positioned as she is tied down on the chair. She power walks to where she is, relieving her of the position. "Call me Andrea," She scolds Kaira, "Anyway you are looking so beau this morning. That reminds me I have to get ready too." She starts to walk away.
"Mrs Richards...Andrea," Kaira calls out to her correcting herself. "One query, why is this happening so early in the morning. Isn't the ball in the evening?"
"Oh cherí!" she chuckles walking back to her, "The ball commences at 6 but the guest starts arriving at lunch. The men have lunch in a separate room and the ladies in another. It's a tradition. They only see their partner sat the ball. That is why we get ready early so we are ready to welcome the guests." She explains. "But-"
"MAMA!" Lousie's shrieking making a someone drop a bowl full of water, "I NEED YOU...NOW!" Kaira once again cringes at this shriek again. Andrea gives Kaira a sorry smile before rushing to her daughter. And everyone went to back to there working.
"Madam, What colour would you like?" The lady working on her nails asks.
"Something simple," Kaira says unbothered, she just nods and goes back to work. Kaira is sitting there for about 45 minutes just observing this lady do these things called acrylic nails, don't really understand why it is so special but it looks decent. The lady gives some long pinkie nude coloured nails in a coffin shape. Kaira stretches all her fingers out and cracks a couple of knuckles. Once her toes are done too, she is pushed to the hair guy next. Who starts to play with Kaira's wig, her thoughts start to wander to the worst scenario. So to prevent Kaira stands up,
"I am sorry, but I normally like doing my own hair but thank you anyway." The guy scoffs and walks away shaking his head. Kaira brushes her hair into a low ponytail leaving a few strands out and tucks in the hair through the gap she makes between the scalp and the hair band until it formed a bun. She pins the bun in place before picking up a curler and just curls the strands she left out.
"That's so simple, you do know this is a ball right?" An annoying voice says next to her. Kaira rolls her eyes and walks off. trying not to create a scene.
"Hey! Don't ignore me!" Lousie screeches as she walks right past her. Her nails scratch her wrist as she tries to grab it. Her bloody nails! Kaira's knuckles turned white from clenching her fingers so tight, containing her anger at this brat. Kaira barely looks at her and walks away to wear her dress but before she could even protest someone grabs her shoulder. Instantly Kaira grabs the arm and flings the attacker above her and onto the floor. Kaira finds a terrifying, whimpering girl on the floor curled into a ball under her.

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Broken Laws of Attraction
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