The Cost of Perfection | Rosé x Reader

Chapter 10 - Ready or Not?

A/N: Okay it'll be a little while before I update again, but I just wanted you all to know that this chapter is the end of Act 1, When I get enough time again I'll update with Act 2. Would love to know your thoughts on the story so far as well. Anyway enjoy!

Barely making it in time for the appointment, Rosie sat in the salon chair, letting the hair stylist do her job touching up the roots of her blonde hair. Something she's grown accustomed to since the day she decided to change her hair color. She couldn't deny that it was a lot of work to maintain, especially for this long, but she loved it so much she didn't care. The first few times she got her roots redone, it was a pain in the neck, something she dreaded, but after so many visits now, it's become so routine that theres nothing about it that bothers her anymore. The first day you saw her with the blonde locks you swore that Rosie was always born to be blonde, letting the gorgeous golden locks speak for themselves. Of course Rosie in any hair color was eye catching, but she especially loved the way you looked at her the day she came to you after going blonde. There was something she saw in your eyes that day, something that she's attributed to the hair color, which is one of the reasons why she's been so keen on keeping it. But she's never told you that, it was a little secret she kept to herself.

She sat patiently with her phone in her hand. While she was waiting for her hair to be done, she scrolled through the various hairstyles she's had picked out, trying to decide which one she was going to go with for the night. She's put it off for the past few days and forgot all about it, holding out until the last second to make a final decision. Of course the past few days, you've done such a good job of distracting her from just about everything, so it's not surprising this is also something she completely forgot about. It wasn't too big of a deal for her though, she knew she'd be at the salon for hours getting her hair and nails done, so she figured she'd have the time anyway.

Jennie sat to her right, getting her long hair trimmed, the slightest bit. Her eyes focused on the work the stylist was doing. Wanting to make sure that it looked exactly the way she wanted.

Unlike Rosie, Jennie's had her look picked out ever since the date for Homecoming was announced. She was going to go with a look that gave her long luxurious waves, something that really showcased her long dark hair. A look that told everyone she was Homecoming queen, because she assumed even then that she'd get crowned. Rather than say it was wishful thinking, she'd like to think of it more as a way of her being super self confident in herself. Plus, she knew she wanted to get something that would also compliment the bold style of make-up she was planning on getting. Because bold was a look Jennie knew well.

"Quick question, is everyone in your family just naturally good at cooking? Because that breakfast this morning looked so good!" Rosie takes a moment to glance at the girl, diverting her attention away from her phone for a second. "It's all in the family genes! We're all naturally gifted!" Rosie held her head up, feeling proud. If her hair was down this would've been the perfect moment for her to flip her hair back, but she had to just imagine that since her hair was currently being worked on.

Jennie laughed a little. "I'm so jealous. It takes me so long to learn new recipes. I should've came over earlier to eat with you all."

Rosie puts her phone down on the counter in front of her. "I'm glad you didn't." Jennie tilts her head, wondering what the reason for that was. "Wait, why?" Rosie waited a bit for the stylist to get far enough away before saying anything more, leaning her head closer to Jennie. "I kinda think Ally and my mom might've heard me and Y/N last night." A look of worry on her face.

Jennie's mouth drops open, followed by her eyes widening. "NO WAY!!! And you were worried me talking loudly was gonna announce it to them. Geez! How loud do you get?"