Perfect Poison

CHAPTER 21- THE SHOW

Quite a beauty isn't she?"

Yuko, happily adjusted a single wavering strand of hair flaking out from my long blonde locks.

"Oh , i must admit she has the face of an Angel." Nari chipped in applying a dark blush to the apples of my cheeks determinedly.

Nari beamed caressing my nosebridge with glittery contour.

They spoke fluent chinese over me, Yu e and Nari's compliments floating over my ears.

我认为她可以赢
我知道她可以赢的女孩
hunny，继续添加Contour，我们需要更多，更多！
时间不多了！收拾它，召唤！

This all seems somewhat familiar...

I chuckled at their argument.

And then they smiled in unison, spinning me around. I looked into the mirror cautiously.

My eyes were sparkling from the blue contacts, making them look like seagreen orbs of light. My lashes refined and dark, brows thick and identical, my nose tip looked pink and red, my under eyes shimmering with pink eyeliner, puffy and shameless. My full lips dabbled in brown red lipstick, and my pale face, was thin, yet frightfully pretty.

Nari is a prodigy.

"You truly resemble the most poisonous perfection." Yuko smiled weakly.

"Yes, very poisionish." Nari nodded excitedly

"Poisonish isn't a word."

"Yes it is."

"No it isn't."

"I think its good!"

I smiled at the two, as they bickered endlessly. Some things never change.

你为孩子做得很好. (you did a great job for the child." )

Nari giggles.

Nǐ yǐwéi tā xǐhuān tā ma? Zhè jiàn yīfú, wǒ hěn nǔlì de zuò
(You think she liked it though? the dress, i worked so so hard to make it)

Wait, turn it back afew seconds.... What?!

"Maybe you should tell her after the show."

"You have a point, she does look beautiful in it, i can't believe she dyed it this colour though."

Yuko made this? For me?! When did she have time to create this?? i thought this was another one of Carolina Hererra's hand me downs. Considering the fact that the secret designer was supposed to reveal them self during finals and critique the dress, I'm beyond shocked that yuko...oh my gosh. What is she going to do in finals?...she's already a staff member, couldn't she get fired?!

"Hey."

Both of them looked at me.

"I'm not really used to this whole, gratification thing, but, i honestly have to thank you a million for everything you've both done for me, the dress that was tailored, its beautiful, i want you to call the designer and tell him or her this, and also, that i hope i didn't spoil it with the red dye." i chattered endlessley.

Yuko's eyes became large for a moment. Her startled expression slowly melted away, she regained composure, beaming at me. "Not at all, i can see you put alot of thought into this un chef-d'œuvre de." she pointed at my now pinkish red princess line dress gown.

"I am sure they are proud with the look your going for it definetley reveals a storyline."

She nodded approvingly. And.out.of.no.where. She smiled. she actually smiled, a true chuckle and a half too. Her rare and sparkling features soaked in my words with relief. She looked like she could finally rest. Who on earth was this dress originally made for?! The suspense is killing me. I feel like i took up another spirit's former position, like it was re tailored to fit my needs, and their energy is far from gone.