Chapter 9: New Look

My eyes were still half closed as I took a towel and headed to the bathroom. My hair was still a mess, sticking up in different places. Simple to say, I was just horrendously unattractive in the morning.

When I reached the bathroom, I tried to open the door to find it was locked. I grunted out of frustration, and as if my prayers had been answered, the person occupying the bathroom came out, done with their shower.

"Took you long enough," I said, thinking it was Wanda. But when my eyes fell on the person, it was most definitely not. The blood in my body immediately rushed to my cheeks, my stomach did bizarre turns, my mind was going blank and I almost couldn't stop staring.

Peter was half naked, with only a towel hanging on his waist. His body was wet and glistening from the water he just showered in, a few drops dripping down this perfectly toned and muscular six-pack abs. His hair was dripping too and his eyes were playful as well as his lips that curved into a satisfied smirk.

My mouth still hung open and my eyes widened. Finally I came to my senses and looked down, tearing my gaze away from him. My hair covered my face and I didn't dare look up again, because if I did, I was afraid I might not be able to stop.

I heard him chuckling and I bit my lip as I held my breath. He stepped closer to me, and for a second I was completely still and could not move. He was finally in front of me, only a few inches separating us and the water from his hair continued to drip onto the back of my neck as he towered over me.

"You're making me wet," I whispered, annoyed at the dripping water from his hair hitting me. To this he only chuckled, "That's the point."

It took me about 2 seconds to realize the sexual innuendo I unintentionally said and I gasped when I figured it out. "God damn you're adorable," he said before finally leaving me alone with my messed up emotions and confused thoughts. My breathing stabilized and after a moment I was completely speechless.

Truth be told, I was pissed off at him. I hated that he loved to tease me like that because he was having the time of his life, satisfied to know an inexperienced, curious and fairly gullible girl like me would fall for anything he did.

I shook my thoughts away from my head and went inside to clean myself.

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"No way, I am not wearing that," I firmly stated. Wanda was holding up a floral sundress with a mischievous grin plastered on her face. "Come on, Addie! You don't have anything else to wear. Your clothes burned down, remember?" she reminded me.

I sighed, "Can't I wear pants and an oversized top? This is so, unlike me." I showed a disgusting face towards the dress. I have never even owned a dress, let alone a floral one. And now, being the awesome friend she is, Wanda was forcing me to put it on and actually go to school like that!

I needed a moment.

"My house, my rules, my choice of clothes," she explained. After arguing a fair amount, I admitted to defeat, which made Wanda shriek in excitement. "This is so much fun. I'm going to makeover your entire look," she exclaimed.

"Wait what?" I was about to get up when Wanda motioned me to sit, and I was held down onto the chair by her flashy red strings of light. "Just trust me, Addie," she said and started to give me a new look.

After a while, she turned me around to look into the mirror and my mouth gaped at the sight of myself. I looked so…different, but in a good way.

My hair was curled slightly away, making my face visible. There was a light and natural layer of makeup on my face, nothing too extravagant, but the shadow Wanda put on my eyes seemed to make my eye color even more piercing than before. My slightly tanned skin was exposed on my arms and my legs for the first time ever and my curves were visible under the gorgeous sundress.

For once, I thought I actually looked – beautiful.

"Wow," I said, still staring at my reflection. "I know," Wanda said, smiling from behind me. "Wait till my brother sees you," she stated and I turned to face her when she did.

"What?" I asked, raising a curious brow. She rolled her eyes at my naivety, "I know you have a crush on him." My eyes widened as she leisurely stated that and quickly out of impulse I denied, "No I don't!"

She shook her head and told me, "Are you sure?" I replied, "Positive." She sighed and told me, "Well that's good. You shouldn't like him, anyway."

My heart shattered a little when she said that. Out of curiosity I had to ask, "Why?" She smirked a little and said, "So you do like him!" I denied again, "No!" At this point, honestly, I didn't know whether I was telling the truth or not.

"Right," she said raising a brow, obviously still skeptical about my words. I decided not to ask further, thinking she was just saying that to make me somehow admit that I had feelings for her twin – which I don't! Well, at least I didn't think so.

"Well, I'm going down first, because I am starving," Wanda announced and rushed down the stairs immediately. I looked at myself one final time in the mirror, thinking about how different I look, but I smiled happily.

As I made my way downstairs, I could smell the delicious aroma of homemade pancakes. I slowly kept walking down and I saw the dining table. Peter was already sat down, wearing a simple band shirt and jeans and his hair was messy and disheveled, still not fully dry. He looked effortlessly good. He was sat facing me, but his head was turned around from my direction as he shouted to his sister, who I assumed was in the kitchen, "Wanda, get me some maple syrup."

He turned back to the dining table and his gaze stopped when it fell on me. His mouth gaped open slightly and his eyes were just set, following me as I kept descending the stairs. Oh God, what does he think? Should I go back upstairs and change? A lot of questions went through my mind but I kept steady and continued to come down until I reached the dining table. Peter's eyes followed me all the way.

"Adelaide," he shot up from his seat immediately, causing his chair to nearly fall as he did, but being as quick as he is, he managed to catch it. His eyes continued to rake me from top to bottom with an unreadable expression that could be mistaken as awe. "Y-you l-look, um," he tried to say, but his words were so jittery that it was hard to make up what exactly he was going to say.

I gave him a small smile and narrowed my brows, still waiting for his coherent sentence. Wanda arrived from behind the kitchen and was smiling like a maniac at the situation, giving me a 'thumbs up'.

"I look…?" I asked Peter with a questioning look. He gave a nervous laugh and cleared his throat, attempting to speak again, "You, um, you look," he started to say but he was cut off by Wanda, who smacked a bottle of maple syrup at the back of his head with a thud.

"Ow!" Peter groaned. He looked back to glare at his twin sister, meanwhile I had to close my mouth to stop myself from laughing, even though a snicker managed to escape. Wanda was just smirking at her twin and said, "You wanted maple syrup?"

Peter snatched the bottle from her and put it on the table. He sat back down and covered his face, looking embarrassed while Wanda went back to the kitchen. I could only smile at his actions. Suddenly I felt a small figure hugging my bare leg, and I looked down to find Lorna.

"Hi Lorna," I told her. I bent down to her eye level and she replied me, "Addie, you look so pretty today!" I laughed at her, "Thank you." She smiled at me and said, "I like you, Addie, and you wanna know a secret?"

Peter seemed to tense up as she said this. I simply replied, "Sure." Lorna came closer to my ear and whispered, "I think Peter likes you too." I broke into a happy smile and looked at Peter, who was simply observing us. "Really?" I asked her and she nodded excitedly.

"Lorna, what did you tell her?" Peter demanded.

Lorna shrugged and said, "I don't know."

Peter then turned to me to ask, "Seriously, what did she say?"

I shrugged, imitating Lorna and with a high voice said, "I don't know."

"Lorna," Peter growled and I could tell he was about to run towards Lorna and grab her so I quickly froze a part of the floor he would run over, and sure enough, he slipped on the make shift ice, causing him to fall flat on his back. He groaned in pain and Lorna was clapping her hands at the sight of her injured brother, laughing tremendously. I couldn't help but laugh too.

Wanda and Magda walked into the dining hall and looked confused at the situation. I made my make shift ice disappear and Lorna and I put on the most innocent face possible. Magda scolded her son, "Peter get off the floor. We're going to have breakfast!"

"Sorry Mom," he said, glaring at me. I winked back in his direction before heading to the dining table to have a wonderful breakfast with the Maximoffs.

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