[AN] I wrote this yesterday and really needed to post it so...here I am now...posting this story instead of writing Confusion Questions & Quirky Comments...you're welcome...


NYXXA POV

I stared at the mess of makeup in front of me. I had just been dragged into the Aphrodite cabin and forced to sit in a chair while the girls mess with my hair and face. Well...not exactly dragged but...if I left I was in trouble...they had my iPod and weren't giving it back until they were done...

I sighed at they wet my freshly straightened hair and it curled back into tight ringlets. It wasn't that I hated the curls...they just reminded me of too many bad things in my past. I stopped myself from thinking about those things by thinking about how much I hate people touching my face. And it only worked because there were several hands touching my face at that moment...

An Aphrodite girl put some light pinkish red lipstick on my lips and lightly applied some eyeliner to my eyes, curling a bit at the ends, almost like kohl or a cat-eye. She put some mascara on my thick lashes and I looked at myself curiously. My first thought was, "Oh my gods I look like a raccoon..." but I said nothing because the girl actually seemed very happy with the job she'd done.

Another girl was brushing my hair how to put it up for me. She decided to braid it in two tails on the sides. She quickly fishtail braided my hair, leaving out some curls on the ends.

Another girl walked over and began to use some eyeshadow on my eyes and I sighed.

"Don't worry, Nyxxa, its grey, not pink..."

"Whatever...doesn't make this any less boring..."

The girl laughed and finished, adding a bit of silvery sparkling eyeshadow on top of what she'd already done. The girls finally finished and showed me myself in a mirror. And, though I will never admit it out loud, I actually kinda liked the way I looked...

Until they decided to change my wardrobe as well...

Lacy was given the job of choosing an outfit for me. She ran to the closet and returned holding a short sleeved, grey, v-neck t-shirt and short black skirt. I shook my head but she threw them at me anyway.

"The faster you put these on the faster you get your iPod back..." she said and I sighed.

"Fine...but I hate you all..." I stormed into the bathroom and hastily threw on the clothing, then put on my hoodie over the T-shirt and walked out. The girls stared at me until somebody broke the silence.

"Nyxxa...you look...beautiful..." Someone's voice sounded from the doorway. I looked up and smiled, another bright smile meeting my own and I suddenly didn't hate the Aphrodite kids for doing this anymore...

(AN: I have not a clue who it is...I use Nyxxa on a lot of things so...it could be a whole lot of people...heh heh...but imagine it as whoever you want...as long as it isn't Nico DiAngelo...that'd be creepy as he's basically her brother...yeah...no... ._.)


[AN] I WAS BORED OKAY?! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! This was pretty bad writing and the story line was way overdone but...I felt that it needed to happen...just because I'm mean to Nyxxa...

Until next time my pretties!

~ Muffins