Chapter 19

Prep Time: Holly and Juliet Part 2

A/n:

This chapter is a continuation of the last one. I hope you enjoy it.

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"Ugh," I groaned. "I'm never making another bet with you."

"Yeah, yeah. Now I want your imput on something."

"Oh yeah? What?" I asked cautiously.

"Shoes!" she squealed.

"Shoes." I groaned.

"Oh, don't be like that." she begged. "You get to pick your shows." My ears immediately pricked up. I get to pick my shoes. Woo-hoo, no dangerous shoes that might kill me!

"These are your choices." she said pulling out two boxes. One was a huge, bright red box and the other was a smaller black box.

"Any chance of one of these boxes having flats inside of them?" I asked doubtfully.

"No such luck, Holly dear." I couldn't help but grimace. I can only imagine what was in those boxes. Images of ridiculously high stilettoes, danced through my head.

"C'mon, they're not that bad, and you get to choose."

"Yes, because choice will make it so much better." I rolled my eyes.

"It should." she countered.

"Fine, just show them to me." I was tired of arguing.

"I knew you'd see it my way." she grinned.

"As if I had any choice." I murmered.

"Oh Holly, you always have a choice." she corrected. "You just have to choose correctly."

"Now who's talking too much like Arty?"

"Anyway." she said. "Let's get started. These are choice number one." Juliet pulled out a shoe that I know I'll never wear. They were a pair of shiny, black stilettoes. They looked to be about five inches high.

"Next." I said dismissing that pair. The next pair of shoes that she pulled out was much more like something that I would wear. They were lustrous long, black. leather (faux, she assured me.) boots. The shiny boots had a silver chain on them and a wedgy heel that was rather high. They looked like they wouldn't make my feet hurt too bad. And they looked like I might even be able to walk in them.

"I choose these.: I said sitting down and putting them on. I zipped up hte zipper and the boots came up to my knees.

"Wonderful choice." Juliet said rolling her eyes. "You picked from such a broad spectrum of shoes. How di-id you do it?"

"Dedication and talent." I giggled.

"When you're done gloating over your shoe choosing prowess... it's makeup time." she grinned.

I felt my heat seize up. Makeup. I never wear it. There's not much use for it in the field unless you're Lili. Though even Vinyaya occasionally wears makeup. On special occasion. "I don't wear make-up." I said

"Oh come one," she begged. "It won't kill you."

"It might. I told you, I don't wear makeup."

"Why not?" she demanded.

"It's not me, or my face. I like the way I look."

"Holly,makeup just enhances nature's work." she said. "Hmmm, if it makes you feel better... I'll promise to go super light on you."

"I won't look lie a clown?" I asked trying to supress the childishness that I heard in my voice.

"Of course not." she soothed. "C'mon, sit down and I'll explain exactly what I'm gonna do."

I sat on the edge of the chair, ram-rod straight. "Honestly, you'd think I was about to torture you." she muttered. I shot her a quick grin and leaned back, to appear relaxed like I'd learned in recon training. It's so funny, everyone thinks that I'm fearless but they're wrong. I'm afraid of tight enclosed spaces. Heels, makeup, skirts, and other silly things definitely weird me out. Due to the fact that I have no experience with them. They are way out of my comfort level and definitely out of my league.

"Better, now lean your head back and close your eyes." I complied as I tried to relax for real.

"There you go." she congratulated, sounding like a mother to a toddler who had just went potty on her own for the first time. "Now we'll start with base." And she held true to her word. She put the makeup on slowly but surely. She explained every step of the process. "And... done." she said. "Take a look."

I opened my eyes slowly and nervously. I was very surprised by what I saw. The girl in the mirror was beautiful. Bright green, glittering eyeshadow highlighted her multi-colored popping eyes. Her long lashess curled up, dark and mysterious. Her mouth crooked up into a wicked smirk, with her lips pink and shining. Her skin glowed and glittered as she moved. It's hard to believe that the girl was me. "Woo-ow." I stammered.

"I know, you look amazing." she gushed.

"Thank you." I said hugging Juliet's thing waist.

"There, there." she said patting my back. "I have to get ready too."

"Okay." I said sitting down on the bed, as she disappeared into the bathroom.

"Hey Juliet?" I called after I heard the shower shut off.

"Do you think he's really going to be there?" I asked knowing she knew who 'he' was.

"I don't know for sure, Holly. But if it means anything, I'm pretty sure he will."

"How can you be so sure?" I asked.

"I told you, he'll want to check you out. Besides, his dad's been giving him grief about not going out."

"Oh okay," I nodded to myself.

"Are you going to talk to him, if he's there?" she asked, and I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Maybe. I don't know." I admitted. "Hey, are you ready yet?"

"Chill, I'll be done soon. You can't rush perfection." she said. I couldn't do anything,but roll my eyes.

I lapsed into silence, feeling as though I could drift off. Just as I was losing myself, the bathroom door swung open. And there stood Juliet framed in the door way. Her hair hanging loose and curly down her back. Her fac made up with dark, dramatic eyes and bright lips.

Her outfit was very similar to mine. She had on a dark green miniskirt that fluffed out. On top she wore a black lace cami with a green bolero jacket to go with the skirt. She had on identical boots wit just a ring of green, showing the soccer socks that she was wearing. In a way, she could have been described as the darkness to my light and vice versa. Who was the darker one, was hard to know.

"How do I look?" she asked striking a pose.

"Amazing." I laughed. "We're going to turn heads tonight."

"Holly, Holly, Holly. Normal girls turn heads. Me and my girls, we break necks."

"Isn't that the point?"

A/N:

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