SLAVE OF THE HEART

Princess Protection Program: Makeover

"Today, we are not going to take you through eating lessons, dancing or walking. Today, you undergo a complete makeover. So, we are here," Mulan said, smiling at her friend Naimah, "and we invited someone you may or may not know..."

The doors flew open.

Guess who walked in!

Norman Bucchini! He was the most sought after stylist. He ws quite handsome. One was instantly taken in by his charm. Girls and women alike swooned at his looks.

The man was happily married and was professional.

To Vasheronne whoever, he seemed like an older brother.

He said hello to the girls, and smiled over at Vasheronne who had realized who he was

"Are you excited to start?" he asked.

"Of course I am!" she beamed. He smiled back before clapping his hands and a few more people walked in.

"Let's get this party started!"

"Woo-hoo!"

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"Hey Raj, have you tried out your new pool yet?" Victor asked, bobbing his body in the pool. His silver-blonde hair lay flat on his head with a few spiking out and up.

"Nope. Been too busy concentrating on royal duties?"

"Does this have anything to do with Vasheronne?"

"What are talking about?"

Victor laughed before holding out his hand.

"Dude, I am SO not helping you up. You always end up dunking me into the pool."

"C'mon man! Have a little faith in me. I genuinely need help."

Raj shook his head. "No."

"Dude, you really do not believe me?"

"With good reason. Last year, when we were went swimming at Lake Potapoka you dunked me in man. And the year before that too. Of course I can't..."

"Come on! For Vasheronne's sake."

"You're really gonna bring her into this again?"

"Because I know you man. I have been by your side since... diapers. Now, you have never been concerned about Naimah like you are about Vasheronne. Or any other girl."

"I care about my mum, and Mulan, and Naimah. Vasheronne is family, it is obvious I would care for her."

"Yada yada help me up." Victor yelled. Raj reached out his hand and Victor caught it only to drag him into the pool. He came up spluttering water.

"You prat! I will make you pay dor that!" Rajab yelled as he shook his hair out of his face. Thank God he had been shirtless the entire time. His long shorts became a little heavier and he laughed as he dunked his best friend under.

"See, isn't it fun?" Victor called when he resurfaced only for Rajab to swim over his head, pushing him down again.

They played for five more minutes before they both swam to the edge and propped themselves on their arms.

"So you like my sister, huh?"

Rajab sighed. "I do, but it seems to me like the vacancy in her heart is already occupied by Luke."

"Luke? Isn't that the guy who you were friends with before his mum died and then..."

"Yeah, that Luke. I saw him the other day. Even if it was a month ago, it still feels like yesterday."