Dear Lottie

Chapter 27

After four hours of solid retail therapy, we both returned to the room dressed in new outfits. Skye, in a black top, shorts, brogues and a plaid shirt over the top and I, in white shorts and a floral chiffon blouse. Can't forget the new floral Doc martens I got as well. Those outfits weren't the ones we were going to go in though. Oh no. Those outfits were far too casual! "They really are going to get a surprise. Last time I saw them, I probably looked as innocent as you!" She prodded me lightly on the nose, laughing hysterically. I laughed too, but my feelings from earlier had not yet settled and I was still somewhat befuddled.

"The gig starts at seven right?" She quietly nodded. "But we should probably get there for six so we can show them." She waited. Then nodded vigorously. "Meaning we only have an hour to get ready." She extended her neck and looked to the side. "Shit." She exclaimed.

For the next hour, the room was filled with aerosols and heat. The simmering metal plates of straighteners and curlers were being clanked around. The artificial smell of make up and nail varnish attacked us and about four thousand different perfumes that originated from the highly priced classy shops from the high street. "Ow! Fucking shit. No! Crap!" She moaned and moaned whilst I viciously yanked the eyelash curlers through her thick eyelashes. "Do you want big eyes or not?!" She sighed and groaned a little bit more before letting me pull through twice more.

Finally, we finished with the record breaking time of 58 minutes. "Fucking hell Skye, you look...stunning!" She was stood tall with her new contrast platform ankle strap shoes. Her curves and edges popped in a taut, un retentive, long sequin sleeve V front dress. Her boobs appeared to want to burst out, but the fact that her waved, red hair was covering them, seemed to make it much more elusive. She was gorgeous.

"Ditto, my dear." She swiped a lock of straight, blonde hair from my face and pulled that familiar face your parents pull when they tell you you're beautiful. I was wearing a jungle printed kick out skater dress that was unusually short for me. With it, I had blue strappy heels with cute little bows on the back of them. They weren't as high as Skye's, but they still made me feel tall. "You're so simplistic when you go on nights out. Let yourself go! Wear something more....audacious." I snorted slightly i response. I would never go audacious! "Skye, you have the body to even dare to touch something like that. You have big boobs, nice hips, nice arms. I have nanoscale boobs compared to yours, I have shapeless hips and pudgy arms. My body would never go with a dress like that. Or even shoes like that." She rolled her eyes and checked her phone for the time. "You do realise you're beautiful though? And it's 6:15." I felt my eyes jump impatiently out of my skull as we legged it from the hotel to the hall.