I would like to say thankyou for the kind reviews I have gotten. If you
would like me to read a fan fiction of yours, I am more then happy to. I
agree about Lily being ugly and turning beautiful. I don't think I'm going
to make her suddenly become popular though, that's just not my style. I
hope you enjoy, and the chapters are long enough.. The Vicious Pixie.
P.S And in one final note to a review. by chickensoup3. No, baggy clothes are cool, and no there is nothing wrong with bushy eyebrows. I actually meant that they were really baggy, and really bushy, kind of abnormally so, so, my bad. And in reply to the peeling potatoes, I don't mind doing it. but it gets on my nerves when my mum asks me all the time so I added it in. Glad you found it funny :D Oh and Lily's too sweet for blackmail. although it is a good thought :D
'You can't make me, please, anything else, just not that. Please?'
'Lily, you already said no to the potatoes, you can't say no again. Yes, that's it. Today you are getting a makeover. I've had it with you looking like a spotty four eyed.. thing.' With that, her mother picked up her keys, and frog-marched her out of the door.
As she was being walked out of the front door, she kept on trying to beg and plead with her mum, but she was having none of it.
'I, being a beautician myself, can not have one of my daughters looking like you do at the moment. You may like the way you look, but I can not tolerate it. I made your sister have one at your age, and now I am going to do it to you to. And this is final.'
Lily's mum, who was in her late thirties, still looked like she was in her late twenties. Her dark red hair was straight and fell down to her back. Her skin was extremely clear, except perhaps, for the odd blemish, that, luckily, she only ever got in her eyebrow. Her eyes, were green, just like Lily's and sparkled with life, and her eyebrows were, perfectly plucked.
Lily was led to the car, and driven to a hair dresser on the main street of Little Winging. She was prodded inside, and sat down while her mum asked if they had an appointment free. She prayed to God that there wasn't. Then she caught her mum talking to the person at the counter.
.'Oh, that's too bad.' Lily's heart leapt.. 'Do you have any time free tomorrow perhaps?' She sank into her chair. It was no use. She would just have to accept the fact that she was getting a makeover, and there was no stopping her mother.
This time, instead of being prodded or dragged all the way to the car, she walked. When her mother pulled up at the optometrists she got up, and walked in, while her mum was still talking to the seat and trying to convince it to get contacts.
'Mum! Are you coming in or what?' She looked at the seat, and then back at Lily. Then she grinned.
'I knew you would come around. oh this is going to be so much fun.' She said to Lily as she got out of the car.
They walked into the optometrists, and her mum started asking about contact lenses.
'When will you be able to get those finished by?' Her mum asked, after she was told that if they could have Lily's glasses to scan for the type of lenses, they could do it. She then disappeared with Lily's glasses. After the ten minutes was up, she came back and handed her her glasses.
'They can be finished by about 5 oclock? Is that ok?'
'Yes that's fine thanks. We'll be here then to collect them.'
'Have a nice day. See you later.'
'We will. Goodbye.' Lily's mum turned and Lily followed. Really, Lily thought. It was becoming a pattern. Walk in, walk out with nothing. (A/N I have no idea how contacts work. so if you do, and I am wrong, please either correct or ignore.)
Her mum then drove to a clothing shop that was nearby. 'We really need to get you some new clothes. Come on then.' Lily groaned. This was one of her worst nightmares. She hated tight clothing. She thought it made people look like sluts. Although, she had to admit, it did look good on some people. She walked in the store, and gasped. They had nothing absolutely nothing that was her type of style. There were a few ok looking things, but the rest, were almost skank material.
Her mother squealed at the sight of the shop. 'This is like going back to my own teenage years.' She started running around gathering clothes up. Then she dropped them all, like they were hot coals, just waiting to burn her. 'Oh NO. I forgot about cooking tea, and about your father and sister!' She took her mobile phone out of her hand bag, and rang home. When her mum told Lily's dad who it was, she could hear her furious father asking where the hell they were.
'I'm so sorry; we are at a clothes shop. I finally convinced Lily to get a make over.'
With that her fathers tone changed drastically. 'Really, how'd you manage that? I know you've been trying to get her to for ages. Don't worry about Petunia and I, you just do your thing. Goodbye.'
'Well then,' Her mum said picking up the clothes. 'Are you going to try these on or what?'
P.S And in one final note to a review. by chickensoup3. No, baggy clothes are cool, and no there is nothing wrong with bushy eyebrows. I actually meant that they were really baggy, and really bushy, kind of abnormally so, so, my bad. And in reply to the peeling potatoes, I don't mind doing it. but it gets on my nerves when my mum asks me all the time so I added it in. Glad you found it funny :D Oh and Lily's too sweet for blackmail. although it is a good thought :D
'You can't make me, please, anything else, just not that. Please?'
'Lily, you already said no to the potatoes, you can't say no again. Yes, that's it. Today you are getting a makeover. I've had it with you looking like a spotty four eyed.. thing.' With that, her mother picked up her keys, and frog-marched her out of the door.
As she was being walked out of the front door, she kept on trying to beg and plead with her mum, but she was having none of it.
'I, being a beautician myself, can not have one of my daughters looking like you do at the moment. You may like the way you look, but I can not tolerate it. I made your sister have one at your age, and now I am going to do it to you to. And this is final.'
Lily's mum, who was in her late thirties, still looked like she was in her late twenties. Her dark red hair was straight and fell down to her back. Her skin was extremely clear, except perhaps, for the odd blemish, that, luckily, she only ever got in her eyebrow. Her eyes, were green, just like Lily's and sparkled with life, and her eyebrows were, perfectly plucked.
Lily was led to the car, and driven to a hair dresser on the main street of Little Winging. She was prodded inside, and sat down while her mum asked if they had an appointment free. She prayed to God that there wasn't. Then she caught her mum talking to the person at the counter.
.'Oh, that's too bad.' Lily's heart leapt.. 'Do you have any time free tomorrow perhaps?' She sank into her chair. It was no use. She would just have to accept the fact that she was getting a makeover, and there was no stopping her mother.
This time, instead of being prodded or dragged all the way to the car, she walked. When her mother pulled up at the optometrists she got up, and walked in, while her mum was still talking to the seat and trying to convince it to get contacts.
'Mum! Are you coming in or what?' She looked at the seat, and then back at Lily. Then she grinned.
'I knew you would come around. oh this is going to be so much fun.' She said to Lily as she got out of the car.
They walked into the optometrists, and her mum started asking about contact lenses.
'When will you be able to get those finished by?' Her mum asked, after she was told that if they could have Lily's glasses to scan for the type of lenses, they could do it. She then disappeared with Lily's glasses. After the ten minutes was up, she came back and handed her her glasses.
'They can be finished by about 5 oclock? Is that ok?'
'Yes that's fine thanks. We'll be here then to collect them.'
'Have a nice day. See you later.'
'We will. Goodbye.' Lily's mum turned and Lily followed. Really, Lily thought. It was becoming a pattern. Walk in, walk out with nothing. (A/N I have no idea how contacts work. so if you do, and I am wrong, please either correct or ignore.)
Her mum then drove to a clothing shop that was nearby. 'We really need to get you some new clothes. Come on then.' Lily groaned. This was one of her worst nightmares. She hated tight clothing. She thought it made people look like sluts. Although, she had to admit, it did look good on some people. She walked in the store, and gasped. They had nothing absolutely nothing that was her type of style. There were a few ok looking things, but the rest, were almost skank material.
Her mother squealed at the sight of the shop. 'This is like going back to my own teenage years.' She started running around gathering clothes up. Then she dropped them all, like they were hot coals, just waiting to burn her. 'Oh NO. I forgot about cooking tea, and about your father and sister!' She took her mobile phone out of her hand bag, and rang home. When her mum told Lily's dad who it was, she could hear her furious father asking where the hell they were.
'I'm so sorry; we are at a clothes shop. I finally convinced Lily to get a make over.'
With that her fathers tone changed drastically. 'Really, how'd you manage that? I know you've been trying to get her to for ages. Don't worry about Petunia and I, you just do your thing. Goodbye.'
'Well then,' Her mum said picking up the clothes. 'Are you going to try these on or what?'