Chapter 15

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Diane plucked my eyebrows, which hurt worse than I had ever imagined. She turned me around and refused to let me see myself in the mirror until she was done. This time, I let her do my make up because she really insisted to do it after hearing that I would meet Chris's family again. She said that I have to attract their heart to receive their blessings. Well, I didn't really sure about that or about Chris but I knew, I do have a feeling for Chris.

I fought the nervous feeling in my stomach as she dusts the powder all over my face. Again and again, I reminded her to not put too much makeup on my face. She brushed my hair and combed it nicely before she braided my hair into a braid crown and sprayed it with a hairspray.

"Makeup and hair done! Nice outfit! Now you can see yourself!" I looked myself into the mirror and I scrutinised myself from top to bottom. I wear a purple knee-length dress and the hair really suited me. I could observe that she was really proud of her work on me. I was just hoping that I didn't look like a slut or even a clown.

"Here, put this on," she gave me a pair of black heels.

"I can't wear those!" I didn't fancy myself wearing those pair of heels. I was bad at stabilizing myself if I wore those.

"Fine! How about this?" She gave me a pair of shimmering black heels. She must have that pair of heels at least fifteen. I looked at it over again and she sighed. "Just give it a try, please!" She demanded.

"No, I will go with gladiators, instead. Thanks for offering by the way," I said. "I can't pull those off," I explained to Diane who looked baffled after I rejected her offers.

"Yes, you can. They strap around your ankle to prevent you from falling," she insisted on every word.

"Is that what the strap actually for?" I asked.

"No," she laughed. "But it helps with that."

"No, it's fine," I refused the offer, still. "Anyway, I'm impressed with the makeup!" I smiled and looked closer in the mirror.

And then, the sounds of the car engine echoed throughout the whole house.

"Come on, your prince charming has arrived," Diane pulled me to walked me down the stairs. She immediately opened the door and we were so shocked that Chris already stood in front. "Well, hello Chris," Diane grinned.

"Hello, Diane," he replied.

"You look so handsome," Diane praised him. Well, I couldn't deny it. He looked so handsome even wearing a simple blue shirt and a pair of jeans.

"Thanks," he smiled shyly.

"I think we should get going," I looked at Chris.

"Yah," he nodded.

I hugged Diane who stood beside me and she hugged me back even tighter. "Come back before 11 pm," she whispered. I kissed her on her cheek and then Chris walked me towards his car.

"You look so stunning," Chris said as we walked.

"Thanks," I smiled.

Then, he opened the car's door for me and I took a seat at the passenger's side and tightened the seatbelt. He took a seat beside me and started the engine. He set his eyes on the road with the 80's songs played on the radio.

"I have a question," I said to break the silence. I turned my body to look at him and I put my leg on the seat.

"What?" He asked.

"The other day when Madam Aubrey punished you for your misbehaviour, did you really involved in the rat case?" I asked. It's nit because I was intimidated by him but I just wanted to know the story.

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