EDITED*

Bit about my trip: I got a henna tattoo on my right back shoulder. It's a hibiscus flower. I'm planning on a huge Maui tip for this story, using a lot of places from my trip there.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride or it's characters. Or any reference to something that isn't mine.

Monday four hours before dinner.

Max POV

I jumped to my feet and backed away from the door. "No, no no no. Get away from me."

Ella laughed evilly, okay so she didn't, but she grinned sinisterly. "Don't you want to empress Fang?"

"Psh, nooooooo," I put my hands up. "Let's all forget this and I'll just wear my sweats and a t shirt. Capiche?"

Nudge gasped in horror. "Missy, this is a formal, now sit your tushie in a chair."

I was about to protest, but she suddenly held out a hair dryer like a gun, so I succumbed. As soon as I did though, Ella hauled me up and tugged me to the bathroom while Nudge forced me at gunpoint. I mean, hair dryer point.

"This is for your own good Max." and BOOM, or more like splash, I was pushed into a running shower with all my clothes on.

"Hey!" I yelled. I faintly heard the door close and the lock click.

"Just shower and when you're done, meet us in your bed room, or else I'll tell mom it was you and not the clown that threw the cake at mom at my birthday party."

"Okay okay!" Ella was learning from me. I'd be proud, but I was currently pissed.

I showered and wrapped a towel around me. Looking both ways in the hallway, I dashed into my room, where I was tackled. Ella and Nudge grabbed me and tied me to a chair.

"Watch it! I'm naked!" I yelled. The devils mumbled a sorry then set to work.

What felt like hours later they finished my makeup. Ella shoved a mirror, her eyes shining, in front of me and I gasped.

There was a gray smoky eye shadow on me. Purple eyeliner rimmed my eyes and light pink lipstick was applied. That was all. It looked...okay! Not as Barbie Doll as I thought it would be.

"Wow guys, this is-"

"Shut up Max, no time to talk."

They fluffed up my hair and looked at it critically. Ella muttered to Nudge, "absolutely nothing we can do to her hair..." and Nudge muttered back, "I know, but there has to be something..."

"Guys!" I yelled. "Just leave it down! Don't go all frou frou on me!"

Ella and Nudge looked at me. And looked. And kept looking. Then Nudge screamed. "OMIGOD Max! Great idea!"

Nudge dashed off while Ella combed my hair. Nudge arrived back panting. "Just grabbed my hair curler from next door."

I frowned. "I said leave it down!"

"It will be Max, it won't be in a bun or anything. Just curled, yet down your back"

"Oh."

And off they went, doing what they called, "barrel rolls.". Which were basically big curls. My waist length hair was upper back length.

They gazed at it with adoration. "It's beautiful." Ella sniffed.

"I'm not going naked right?" I asked.

Nudge pulled out the purple dress. She shoved it at me. "Try it on." She ordered.

I took it and shooed them out. I slowly slipped it on and tied the straps. Ella had bought me a mirror for my birthday claiming, "Every girl needs one!"

I stood in front if the mirror wondering if I was some clone named Max two. Or Maya. Because the dress was a little girly for me. The girl in the mirror was girly. And I had to admit; beautiful.

It was mid thigh length and light purple. Designs of very very light purple flowers were around it. There was a sash coming from the top of the dress and it was a halter style. It had a low back to it. The purple dress with the smoky grey eye shadow looked great.

"Come in!" I hollered.

Nudge and Ella ran in and oohed and aahed at me.

"Fang will love you Max!" Ella sighed.

"Woah woah woah, there's no loving or anything! I don't love him!" I insisted.

Ella and Nudge just exchanged exasperated glances.

"Anyway," Nudge checked her watch. "In one hour, we're all going to my house."

"It took three hours?"

"Hey, beauty takes a while!" Ella retorted.

"Thanks." I replied sarcastically.

We killed time by just lounging around and looking Ella's magazines. Or more like, Ella and Nudge looked while I made fun of the airbrushed models and such.

At five, we headed over to the Rides for the dinner. Is it just me, do my hands feel sweaty?

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