Sean Lew & Kaycee Rice || Oneshots

Speed date - Juul

A/N: Sean and Kaycee aren't dancers in this one, they were classmates a long time ago, but that's it!

Juul, this one's for you. You know what this really is about 😉

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Kaycee's pov

"Stop that", I said, while Bailey kept tickling me with some sort of brush with bronzer on it. I had never liked make up that much, but Bailey insisted that it was necessary tonight. I sighed. Saying that I wasn't entirely comfortable in this situation was an understatement. Bailey, on the other hand, seemed determined to change my current mood.

"Hey! Brighten up! You're going on a date!"

I knew that I should feel happy about that, but all I could feel was the anxiousness eating at me. I understood, however, that Bailey was just trying to make me feel better, so I went along with it. Just when I tried to plaster a fake smile on my face, something terrible crossed my mind, and I couldn't help but panic, all thoughts about faking happiness erased from my mind.

"Oh God, please don't tell me you set me up to go on a date with some guy who wants a barbie doll. I'm a brunette, and not planning on dying my hair, or anything else to please him, for that matter. What's he even like? I think it's about time you told me, you know I don't like surprises."

I could see a smirk forming on Bailey's lips, and I knew that it meant problems.

"Oh honey, you're not just going on a date with one guy."

"What?!"

I completely ignored her whines of protest as I swiftly turned my head, apparently smearing some make up on the wrong parts of my face in the proces.

As if I cared.

"What do you mean, not one guy? You do know that I want a steady relationship and not some silly fling for a few weeks, don't you? You should know by now that I'm not that type of girl ."
I scrunched my nose in disgust.

"Relax Kayc, there's nothing to worry about. I'll drive you there and you'll see that I really gave you the opportunity of your lifetime. I'm 100% sure that you'll find a good guy tonight!"

I rolled my eyes in disbelief and couldn't help but murmur quietly: "Easy for you to say, you're engaged."

I don't know if Bailey heard me, her ears don't always work as well as normal people's ears do, but if she did, she ignored my statement completely, busying herself with more brushes, pencils and colours.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaand done!!"

For the first time tonight, I looked properly at my reflection in the mirror. I don't like to admit it, but Bailey really did a great job. I discovered that 'painting my face' had been quite the exaggeration and the amount of make up on my face was only minimal, but applied perfectly. My skin actually had a nice colour, not the blushy mess from dance or the spooky white tint outside of it. She'd kept my eyes pretty naturel, but used some mascara that made those brown orbs about 3 times bigger.

I looked beautiful.

I turned around to face Bailey, who looked at me with a mix between proudness and awe.

"I can't believe I just made you even more beautiful!"

She actually squealed. I rolled my eyes once again, but couldn't help the little giggle that escaped my lips.

"Come on, let's choose some heels!"

At the mention of heels, my smile dropped a bit, and I immediately began protesting, not planning on walking on something with the height of the Eiffel Tower - something Bailey would undoubtedly encourage me to do.