The Prince And The Bad Boy

3. Gold shit

Is it just me or does your bed also seduces you to sleep on it in the morning when you wake up and get out of it?

I woke up with Tristy's phone call which I ignored three times but she was being stubborn so I picked it up the fourth time. She just rambled something about spa, ball, makeup, hair and dance. I wasn’t really listening but then it snapped to me, today's the masquerade ball. I quickly got out of my bed and then when I saw my bed empty, it was just screaming for me to come back and lay on it. I was giving guilty expressions to my bed and then with some fake courage, I went into the washroom to get ready.

As I was on the bathroom floor with toothbrush in my mouth and head rested on the bathtub sleeping again, I hear Tristy rushing inside the washroom. Oh yes, I took a short nap in the bathroom while brushing.

"You are sleeping? On the bathroom floor? With toothbrush in your mouth?" She asked in disbelief, looking down at me on the floor when she bursts open the door and contemplate about my condition.

"Hey, what can I say? I was binge watching tvd last night." I say spitting the toothpaste from my mouth in the sink.

"You better not take more than 15 minutes to get ready now." she says with a threatening tone, hesitating to leave me in the washroom alone. I push her out and get ready.

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"Okay, I got us an appointment at the spa. There's facial, hair spa, massage, haircut, manicure, pedicure and some other stuff too. So, it's going to take some time.” She says reading a pamphlet.

"This will be so exhausting. Why can't we just get ready like normal people do?" I say while turning the steering wheel to the right.

"Because Katherine Swan, it's not a normal party. For Oreo's sake, the prince of Liechtenstein is going to be there." She smacks the pamphlet on her thighs.

"So? I mean he doesn't poops gold shit, right?" I raise my eyebrows while looking straight at the road.

"God, you're unbelievable!" She grunts, clearly irritated with my behaviour and switches on the radio.

"Fine. Fine." I can't irritate her today since she's so excited.

And with that, we go and waste both time and money on things that no one is going to notice. I mean who notices that you got a facial today? Why does it even matter?

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Now, here we are in my super messy room getting ready for the ball. Tristy literally begged me to let her do my makeup and I agreed because she wouldn't let it go as she learned some new makeup skills from YouTube which she wants to try on me. It's not like I can't do my makeup. I know the basics.

After an hour of makeup and hair, she finally drops her hands on both her sides.
"I think we're done here. Oh my God, you look so beautiful. WAIT. First wear that dress then look in the mirror." She jumps in excitement and hands me the dress. I wear it with Tristy's help and turn around to look in the long full sized mirror in my room.
God, this isn't me. I look so much better than normal. She seriously has some skills.

I hugged her and she was off to do her styling while I read a book on Wattpad. I seriously can read a book in the middle of anywhere.

We hear a car parking in my driveway and we know who it is.

"I am here girls. Your prince charming is here to take you on his horse and disappear into the clouds and rainbow. Wait, not a horse but Mercedes would work, right?" He says while bursting the door of my room open.

"Aaaaaa." He screams with a scared face. "Where are my girls? Who are you both? You've kidnapped them? Well, you did something good for this world and for me too." He asks in shock then ends with a smirk. Tristy's ready too and we both look absolutely stunning.