Reincarnation

38

Friday.

'Maybe cross your legs over each other. That seems more ladylike right?' Charity tapped her chin, re-positioning Kaycee on the wooden chair.

'I don't know. Don't ask me' Kaycee shrugged, moving her legs and bringing them up to her chest. 'It's comfier like this in my opinion'.

'It's not about comfort, Kaycee. It's about being ladylike and princess-y' Charity groaned, pulling her legs down and laying her hands on her knee. 'Now smile and laugh'. Kaycee did as she was told, finding it rather difficult to laugh without reason.

'No, Kaycee' Charity dragged a hand down her face. 'I told you, if you laugh you have to cover your mouth elegantly'.

'Then why bother laughing?' Kaycee questioned, in an 'are you serious?' tone.

'I swear to God, you better be the princess or all this work is for nothing' Charity sighed, sitting on a dresser and gesturing for Kaycee to copy her actions.

'I'm tired' Kaycee complained, rubbing her eyes vigorously. 'Is there some kind of elegant sleeping test? I'm sure I'd pass that'.

'No! There is no sleeping test! And you are not going to sleep! Please work with me, Kaycee' Charity mumbled, flailing her arms around.

'I'm trying to, but you're making it hard' Kaycee whined, scratching her armpit as the itchy fabric of one of Serris' dress poked her arm.

'Sitting on a chair is not hard. Please, Kaycee'.

'Sitting on a chair might not be... but sitting in a chair with all 'this' is' She pouted, pointing at her statement outfit.

Kaycee was dressed up in a short, light green dress. The upper part of it was bejeweled with diamonds and rhinestones and the neck was stitched with lace. It looked pretty on the hanger, but it was probably the itchiest thing she ever wore, and she's worn over-used aprons. Charity had decided to add jewellery along with the dress. A big, heavy god necklace attached to her neck which only weighed Kaycee down. And a pearl hair clip fastened at the back of her head. She and also added a black, leather belt which was so finely stitched it looked like it could have been auctioned for a million gold coins.

'I look like a ginger from a Hollywood theatre gone wrong' Kaycee started, heaving herself up and removing the extra pieces of jewellery.

'I think you look fine' Charity chirped, holding onto the brunette's wrist and daring her to remove anymore. Kaycee only rolled her eyes. 'Sean, tell her she looks fine' 

Sean was too invested in his game to look up at the girl, but he had seen her getting ready this morning, and she was looked radiant. 'You look beautiful, Kayc' he chuckled, moving a checker tile as he battled Andres.

Kaycee whole face turned red, and she pretended to kick something on the floor. Though her ears had been hidden among the messy curls of her hair, it was obvious that they were as rosy as her face. Charity swirled her tongue inside her moth making a whistle noise as she hooted at the girl.

'Someone's blushing' she teased, using this moment to sit Kaycee down and position her poshly.

'Am not' she denied, turning her face away from the blonde and biting her lip. She couldn't help the blush that tinted her cheeks, it wasn't her fault Sean was so flirty.

'See, there you go' Charity clapped. Although Kaycee was facing the wrong way, the positions of her legs were right along with her hands, and taking dance training heavily helped with her posture. 'We'll just have to get you blushing everyday to make training easier' she joked.