Dedicated to melantha123
Elsa's POV
I was dragged towards the wash area
By a woman named Miss Patsy. A fifty year old brunette who is well, cranky.
"Hurry up!," she snapped.
"I'm sorry," I whispered.
She rolled her eyes and walked faster.
"Take off your skirts and put on this smock!," she grumbled and threw me a beige smock.
"Oof," I said as the smock slapped my face.
Miss Patsy walked away and saw another girl in the room. She was sitting in the corner staring at her folded hands.
"Hello," I said.
Startled, she looked up and I saw her face.
She had light brown hair and blue eyes with freckles. On her cheek, was a bright red spot and around her eyes were bruises. Her neck was filled with red marks.
"What happened?," I gasped .
She burst out crying. I didn't know what to do so I just stood there untying my dress. Finnaly, she spoke.
"I'm sorry. My name is Caterina, I come from France. I am fifteen yearz ald and I speak little englizsh." she said in a French accent.
I knew a few words in French so I decided to test it.
"Je'mappelle Elsa.," I said struggling to say words.
"Bonjour Elsa.," Caterina spoke.
Damn it, I did not know how to say "what".
So I just asked her what happened to her face.
"Abuse." She whispered.
I was about to say something before she Miss Patsy came storming into the room.
"Why aren't you in the smock?!" she yelled.
"I'm sorry, I just was talking to Caterina.," I said.
Miss Patsy walked over to the fearful girl and yanked her up to her feet.
"AND YOU! GO WASH!," Miss Patsy yelled at her face.
Holding back tears, Caterina walked out.
I quickly put on the smock and followed Miss Patsy where there were benches and towels.
"Wash.," she snapped before she stalked out of the room.
I wet my body and began to wash.
Five years later. Not. thirty minutes later.
I towel dried my hair and I was dragged to another room. Three girls were standing there.
"Hello Elsa. My name is Miss Emily.," A young woman said.
"We are going to get you ready.," she said while smiling.
She handed me the dress and told me to go change. Once I came out, all three girls immediately began to work on me.
One was oiling my hair and brushing my hair. She also put paper curls.
Another was waxing me and putting on makeup.
Another was putting on a belt and putting on earrings and all that stuff.
In less than a hour I was finished. I turned to the mirror that was sitting on the wall.
