Chapter 6:
Style Me Up, Baby!
"Huh. I can't do anything to their faces. Maybe a little makeup, but not too much. They have flawless skin, especially you, my dear." the man said, referring to Cassandra, touching her face. She grinned.
"Well thank you! I just drink A LOT of water." she said.
"I'll just make your hair a pretty beach wave." he told Cassandra, and she nodded. He walked over to Marianna, looking at her hair, lifting it up.
"I could make your bang right above your eyes, and make your beautiful strands curly. How about that, sweetie?" he asked Marianna, looking at her in the mirror. "Sure, I've been meaning for a new look." she replied simply shrugging. The man moved on to Alex, who was staring at the boudoir lights in awe.
"I love your highlights." the man simply stated. Alex smiled brightly, twirling a blue strand around her finger. "How about...I comb all of your hair to the side, give you a side part, and you can just wear hats a lot?" he suggested.
"Awesome!" Alex replied, excited. The man walked towards me, looking at me up and down. I was kind of excited to get a new look, so I waited patiently as he examined me.
"Hmmm...I will curl your hair into the side, and have a few strands cover your face. Yes?" he asked, tossing my hair over my shoulder.
"Sure, go crazy!" I exclaimed. He smiled and clapped his hands, the girl with the red hair running up.
"Olivia, take these two girls to the clothes, ask them their style and dress them to perfection." he pushed me and Marianna towards the girl named Olivia. "Yes, Paul." she replied. He snapped his fingers and the other girl ran up.
"Sasha, take this one and...make her up." he pushed the girl towards Cassandra and she started examining her, wondering what to do.
"And I will take you, since yours won't take long." he told Alex. And so, we began getting dressed.
"So, what's your style, ladies?" Olivia asked, sitting us down on the seats in the room.
"Well, I'm not really preppy, but I do like the look of vintage." Marianna answered, looking around the closet. Olivia smiled, walking to a section of the closet.
"I've got just the outfit for you." she said, handing Marianna a hanger with a bag covering it for us not to see. "Go try this on." Marianna stood up and walked to a dressing room, closing it behind her. Olivia turned back to me, waiting for what I would say.
"Well, I'm a fan of skinny jeans, tight t-shirts, loose t-shirts occasionally, shorts occasionally, sneakers, hoodies, and sometimes a cute hat. But I absolutely love rings." I explained. "How would you define a style like that?" I asked her. She smiled at me, patting me on the shoulder.
"I got just the thing for you." Olivia walked over to a few of the clothes, looked and then pushed them aside, pulling out,erv another hanger with a bag over it. "Try this on." She handed me the outfit and pushed me into the changing room. As soon as I was in there, I unzipped the outfit and squealed in delight. 'This is so awesome!'
Alex's POV
As Paul began combing my hair, I thought of an idea.
"Hey, how about you make my hair wavy, and then put it to the side? I always wanted wavy hair, mine is always so dull and lifeless." I suggested, frowning as I flicked my hair. Paul stopped combing my hair.
"Honey," he turned the seat so I could face him. He looked serious. "there is no such thing as dull and lifeless hair. Especially yours, it's the finest hair I've seen in all my years of hair styling."
"Really? But, I can never get it to do what I want it to do." I replied sadly. "I've never told anyone this, but I sometimes feel like I'm not pretty-" Before I could continue, Paul shushed me.
"Just stop. You, are a magnificent, beautiful girl. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise, okay?" he told me. I smiled, my mood becoming it's usual bubbly self again.
"Thanks Paul. You know what? I'm going to keep my hair straight. I don't need it to be wavy for it to be pretty."
"That's what I like to hear! Now, all you have to do is pick a hat."
"Wait, you didn't even do my hair." Paul spun my chair to face the mirror.
"Honey, I was doing it while we were talking! You didn't even notice!" he commented. I smiled at my renewed hair.
"This is great!"
"Yes, yes, I know, now go to Olivia so you can get your outfit. Don't forget the hat!" I hopped out of my seat, running to Olivia.
Cassandra's POV
Sasha was over looking my face when I began thinking out loud, which is a bad habit of mine.
"I wonder if James will like my new look? Or maybe he'll just completely dislike it...ugh, I need to stop over thinking things..." I said out loud as Sasha began rubbing a light pink eye shadow on my eyelids. She stopped abruptly.
"Are you okay, sweetie? You sound like you're having a fight with yourself over a boy." she told me. I sighed out loud.
"Did it again..." I whispered to myself. "Sorry, I'm just...confused. I'm not sure if this boy likes me or not. I mean, the signs are there, but you can never know with boys." I confessed, leaning my head on my hands, daydreaming about James. I think his smile is what really pulls me in...most definitely.
"Sweetie...helloooo..." I snapped out of my daydream and turned to Sasha calling me. I apologized running a hand through my hair.
"Look, why don't you just ask James if he likes you? Better than waiting in agonizing conversations, don't you think?" Sasha suggested.
"I guess you're right, Sasha. I should just tell him how I feel. Actually, I'm gonna tell him tomorrow night!" I promised myself. Sasha smiled, continuing to add eye shadow to my face. After that, she added some mascara and then sent me off to Paul.
Marianna's POV
I smiled at the outfit Olivia picked out for me, playing with the hem of my shirt. How did she know I was a Disney girl?
"Are you done in their, sweets? I wanna see how it looks on you." Olivia asked from the other side of the changing room. "Plus, I've gotta give you your shoes."
"Coming." I replied, slipping on the jean vest that came with the outfit. I stepped out of the changing room and Olivia walked around me, looking up and down at my body.
"Wow. Even I amaze myself!" she commented. She handed me a pair of white high top converse with blue stars that looked like they were fading. "Put these on." I slipped the shoes on, tying them tight on my feet. I examined them in the mirror and smiled.
"These are amazing!" I replied, astonished at my new look. "Thank you, Olivia."
"No need to thank me, I'm just doing my job. Now, here's a cute spiked bracelet," she handed me a gold, pointy spiked bracelet. "And go back to Sasha so she can do your makeup." I nodded, putting the bracelet on my arm and then walking towards Sasha.
"So, let's see that gorgeous face..." Sasha persuaded me, pinching my cheeks and rubbing them together to make my lips pop out. I gave her a confused look.
"Got it!" she exclaimed, letting go of my face and pulling out a red shade of lipstick. "This'll look perfect on you." She began applying some lip balm on my lips, first, making sure to get that soft look to it. As she began applying lipstick, I began remembering some important things. 'How are me and the girls going to learn to control our powers? There's gotta be something to keep our powers at bay.' I thought as Sasha began applying mascara to my eyes. 'I'm definitely going to have to ask Logan about it.'
Abbey's POV
Soon enough, everybody had finished getting dressed, got their makeup done, and had their hair set to perfection. Kelly came back, gazing at us in awe.
"Wow, you guys look amazing! Paul, your team has done it again." Kelly thanked the styling team, who just nodded a 'your welcome'.
"Come on, girls, Griffin will be here in a few minutes." Kelly told us, leading us to the performance studio where the boys and Gustavo were watching from the glass recording room.
"You guys can just wait here until Griffin gets here." Kelly explained, walking to the room with the boys and Gustavo. We nodded, understanding.
"Abbey," Cassandra began, making me turn to look at her. "We're gonna do good, right?" It seemed as though everyone was expecting my reply, giving me pleading eyes to answer. I gave her smile.
"We're gonna do fine. We don't have anything to worry about."