Meant To Be

42- Mascara, Matching Colors and Esther Avery

Chapter 42

Warning: Long chapter and tons of pictures

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"Where the fuck is my mascara?" Mia yells from the other room. "I don't have it," I yell back as I concentrate on nailing a winged eyeliner.

"I'm asking you again. Where the fuck is my mascara?" Mia furiously asks as she screams at face. "Jeez, Mia I don't fucking have it. Take mine if you want," I tell her and grab the mascara from the table. 

"Thanks, I lost mine." She chirps and sashays out of the room. 

"I'm going to fucking rip your eyeballs out with a knife!" I yell after her. "You guys should stop," Zoe says, as she coats her lips with a thick coat of gloss. "Shut up!" Mia and I reply in unison.

If you haven't figured out what's going on, which I'm sure you have, we're all getting ready for the party and we have around half an hour left.

 In our defense, we had to go down one floor. Like I told Jungkook before, Zoe's wearing a black dress, Mia's wearing red and I'm wearing white. 

The next half an hour passes in a blur with the three of us borrowing beauty products and storming from one room to the other, accusing the other person of stealing makeup. It's 5:56 pm when we all wear our heels. We have one quick photoshoot session and leave our room.

"Wait!" Zoe calls. She goes back inside and comes out with our black charms. We take it from her and slip it in our wrists. "There we go." She smiles. 

I knock on Jimin's door, Mia knocks on Suga's and Zoe knocks on Namjoon's but nobody opens the door. "They must have left already," Mia says. 

We take the elevator to go down because we're all pros at tripping over nothing so walking down 3 flights of stairs, wearing dresses, and with heels? I can only imagine. 

By the time the elevator door opens, we can hear the music blaring from the conference room. We open the door and I'm instantly getting a night club vibe. 

"Isn't this supposed to a formal party with bright, white lights and champagne?" Zoe asks. "Yeah, supposed to be. Clearly not."

A few minutes after we enter, the disco-type lights go off and the bright, white lights come on. We look around and see that there are a few round tables with a white table cloth over them and a few chairs. 

There's a small platform on the further end, on which Sang-Chul is standing wearing his expensive suit, holding a mic in his hand. The other girls are also there, but we couldn't see their faces because they had their back turned towards us. 

But looking from behind, damn they be thick.

They're all wearing dresses, pretty ones. Most of the girls' hair is let down. I count the total number of girls and there are only 9. Aren't there supposed to be 10? 

"Good evening ladies! Welcome to the party, we're extremely grateful that you're here." The manager's voice booms through the speaker. 

I completely ignore what he has to say to us, and start looking around for Samara and the boys. Samara's name was definitely on the list. She's got to be here right?

And where are the guys? They weren't in their rooms for sure. Maybe they're making a grand entrance, who knows? 

"Psst, Zoe," I whisper. "What?" She whispers back. "Can you find Samara?" I ask her. "No, I was looking for her too." She replies. 

"Ava." Mia nudges my arm from the left. "What?" I lean towards her to hear better. "I can't see Samara anywhere. Can you?" She asks me with perched brows.