Speak of the Devil

Getting Ready......

A few days later, was the party. It was at Rosie's 'house', it is a mansion. It had spotless white walls, enormous glass windows and a red door with a brass doorknob. The kitchen was bigger than my house. Rosie told me to come three hours early to get ready. I walked through the door and said hello to Jeffrey, he is the Butler. I walked down about eight halls and opened the only door with a neon pink trim around it. I opened it and was attacked with strong smell of Dot by Marc Jacobs. I heard the shower in the background so I sat on Rosie's couch and messed with her only tatty pillow in the room. Fifteen minutes later, Rosie came out fully dressed in a Gothic style dress and matching shoes. The only thing missing is the make-up.

"Hi, how long were you there?" she asked me, pulling the towel from her hair making her black curls fall.

"Not long. I see you temporarily died your hair, I like it."

She smiled, her perfect white teeth shining.

"You go get changed, then I'll do your hair and you do my make-up. Okay?"

I nodded, picked up my stuff and went into the bathroom. About five minutes later, I came out in the dress I got a few days ago as well as the shoes. I walked over to Rosie's vanity and sat down so she could do my hair. She thought that a bun would look amazing on me in this outfit. She pulled down two pieces of hair at the end and I looked like a Greek goddess. Okay my time to help her. I rooted in the make-up bag I brought. I got my favorite piece of make-up, waterproof mascara. It is always handy. I got eyeliner, the mascara, some eye shadow and lip stick. I started with the eye shadow, putting a base of white then I added grey and black. After that the mascara. I applied some dark eyeliner and last but not least the dark purple lip stick. She looked like a goth. After I was finished her, I started on myself. I got basically the same things, though in different colors. I put white as a base again, then a blackish-greenish color and finally a plain black. Then I applied the eyeliner and mascara. The I smacked on blood-red lipstick. After becoming the bells of the ball, Rosie dragged me downstairs to show me the cake. It was a very extravagant design for cake. It had edible red roses and black pipping around it. I looked at the clock and saw that the party started in five minutes. Then I heard the doorbell.......