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2/100 - Make-up

Sabrina's POV

I finished putting my eyeliner on and then studied myself in the mirror. I think I was getting the knack of make-up. I cracked open the bathroom door and peeked out into the dark hallway. It was only about 3 in the morning. I made sure Puck wasn't anywhere around and went back to the mirror. I shuffled through my small make-up bag and found blood red lipstick. I applied it on my lips, I heard soft footsteps heading my way. I started to panic. I shoved everything back in the bag in a rush and shoved the small bag into my sweaters one pocket. I went rigid when the door creaked open and I stared wide eyed, at a sleepy and confused two hundred-pound Dane. I exhaled.

"Oh, it's just you Elvis." I said trying to calm myself down. "What are you doing up?" I said scratching him behind the ears. He blinked at me and yawned sticking his tongue out. I chuckled at how goofy he looked. I turned off the lights as I walked out with Elvis in tow.

"Go back to sleep I told him." As he lazily walked into Granny Relda's room. I tiptoed past Daphne's room being careful not to step on any creaky floor boards when I remembered. Why am I tiptoeing? It's Daphne for Pete's sake. She would sleep through a Category Five Hurricane. I silently chuckled to myself. Mr. Boarman and Mr. Swineheart had built Daphne her dream room. Fit for a princess of course. Unfortunately, to Daphne's dismay it wasn't magical like Puck's. Glinda had helped the three little pigs with his room. Daphne's was a regular pink princessy room. She loved it; she never wanted to come out. I headed towards my room and quietly entered gently closing the door behind me. I snuggled under my covers and quickly fell asleep.

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"Lieblings, breakfast!" Granny called from the kitchen. I drowsily sat up and rubbed my eyes. I got up and slipped into my ratty slippers. I opened the door and two bodies zoomed by me. One on the ground, the other in the air. I sighed and yawned as I sleepily walked down the steps. I smelled Granny's usual exotic food, and wondered to myself why I even come down. Daphne and Puck were already digging in to what looked like purple omelets with some black goo oozing out of them. Granny came in with a pitcher of what looked like regular orange juice.

"Good morning, lie--" Granny stopped and stared at me a little confused. Daphne and Puck looked up as well with the same expressions. What was wrong with them? Puck erupted in laughter and started choking on his food. He spit it right onto Daphne's plate, and kept on laughing. Daphne kept staring at me, a wide grin popped onto her face.

"You look so pretty! I wanna try some on next!" Daphne said jumping up and down in her chair clapping her hands.

"Try what on next?" I asked completely confused. Granny set down the pitcher onto the table and walked towards me.

"Honey, you should go to the bathroom and wash off your face." Granny said a little flustered trying to stifle chuckles of her own. Puck finally gained control of himself.

"What are you talking about? Do I have eye crud or something?" Puck erupted in another fit of laughter; I frowned at all three of them. I walked back upstairs and trudged into the bathroom turning on the lights and closing the door behind me. I looked into the mirror and screamed. All my make-up was still on! I forgot to wash it off! And to make it worse everything was smudged, I looked like a deranged clown. Reminding me of that time that I looked like Mayor Heart. I could hear Puck laughing even harder now, Daphne joining in and Granny trying to stop them. I wanted to crawl under a rock. I furiously washed everything off from the eye make-up to the blood red lipstick. I stomped back downstairs into the kitchen, ignoring the mischievous grin on Pucks face and Daphne's proud smile. I headed towards the corner dumping my bag of make-up into the trash bin. Never again will this happen. Never Again.

Daphne's POV

Sabrina came back down; her face was red from her probably rubbing it so hard. She should have kept it on. She looked so pretty! Like a princess!! I felt so giddy. I couldn't help smiling. Sabrina went to the garbage and dumped a pretty pink bag. Puck kept staring at her, I bet he thought she was a hot momma and wants to smooch her!! Hehe, I can't wait for the wedding. I'm gonna be the best flower girl in the history of flower girls! I skipped towards the garbage after Sabrina left and took out the bag. I opened it and squealed. I inserted my hand into my mouth and bit down hard. I'm gonna have fun playing dress up now!

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