Roses at Midnight 12
"How does it look?" Nikki inquired, stepping out of the dressing room and slowly lowering her arms to her sides.
She couldn't help but smirk when her new boyfriend's mouth dropped open, drool lining the peeks of the corners of his mouth. She was clad in a deep red dress with dark blue medium-heels to match, and with her curves and deathly beautiful face, she was gorgeous.
Absolutely beautiful.
"It's sparkly and glitterly and spiny and..."
Prim babbled on eagerly, spinning in her new dress Katie got for her with her mother's credit card. The older chuckled, spinning herself in her matching one, only hers was a deep green.
"It's pink," the eleven year old was certainly right: It was very pink.
So of course little Primrose loved it.
"I'm not coming out..." poor Claire was blushing red, and she hadn't even stepped outside of the changing room yet.
She was wearing a dress Nikki had insisted on buying her, and she decided to try it on before leaving the store. It was a black min dress that sparkled with the white stars weaved in the fabric when she moved, and it barely covered her thighs. She was so modest, and the thought of her new boyfriend seeing her in made her too embarrassed.
"Yes you are," Nikki smirked at her poor friend, picking the lock easily and carrying her out, squirming and all.
"No, no, no, no!" Claire squealed, trying to free herself and knowing it was truly to no avail.
"Oh, Carlos!" her older friend teased, making the younger hide her face in her shoulder and stop squirming, "love you too, Claire-Bear."
James' heart was about to pop.
"I'm guessing you like," Lucy did a slow spin, swinging her hips and completely showing off the fact she had on tight-fitting booty shorts as she lifted her arms, flexing them to show off her shimmery ark blue tanktop.
Her boyfriend just blushed and nodded frantically, reaching out to touch her shoulder and tracing his hand up her arm. She accepted, falling into his chest backwards and stroking the side of his face as he tipped her backwards. Slowly, he lifted her until their foreheads touched, then their noses, then their lips.
"Whoah!" Camille had to laugh as she fell to the ground, still trying to get the dress on and accidently sticking her foot through the arm hole, making her lose her balance when she tried to pull it up.
Her phone buzzed on the counter as she stood back up, making her chuckle and open it up. She was pretty surprised to see who it was from, but she read the text message with a smile: I'm coming home soon :)
Kendall will be so excited, she replied, maybe you two can go get some pink smoothies.
Lol yeah, came the reply, I never forgot about him. I hope he never forgot me...:/
Nah, the actress chuckled, he'll be running around with joy when he finds out that you're coming back.
Lol.
After this response, the dark-headed beauty shut the phone and turned back to her dress, feeling like things were perfect in the world. Suddenly, realzation slapped her in the face, and she fell over and bolted to sit up with a gasp.
"Jo's coming back?!"
"It looks good," Nikki smiled in approval to her little sister figure, who smiled in return and finished up the braid, "alright. You're turn."
The younger's face paled a little bit as her hands reached up to cover the couple of knots now woven into her hair, "But...please don't pull hard..."
"I won't, I won't," taking the brush, she began to brush, making Claire squeal out.
"Ow!"
Kendall was a bit of a nervous wreck.
"You need to relax," James clutched his friends shoulders, shaking firmly a couple of times.
"But-" he began to protest, but the pretty boy starting shaking harder, getting in his face and gripping tightly.
"GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF, MAN!" he demanded, making the blonde push him off.
The thing was, though, that all of the BTR boys were nervous. Logan could be claimed as the most level-headed at the time, but in truth, he was also excited to dance the night away with his on-again girlfriend. James was a ladies man, but Lucy was beautiful and amazing, so it was hard to keep his heart beating a steady pace. Kendall and Carlos were both terrified for their new girlfriends, to treat them carefully and not screw up and lose them.
"Young love," Mama Knight sighed with shake of her head.
Katie smirked as the lights hit the stage, making it radiate blue and white. Prim cooed softly beside her, obviously amazed, as she climbed the stage and tapped the microphone a few times.
"What are you doing?" the seven-year-old inquired.
"Checking the sound," the older brown-haired cutie adjusted the hiegh and volume, tapping it again and fixing up the rest of the insturments, not really paying attention to her companion climbing the steps and taking the microphone from the stand.
So if I surrvive,
Then I'll see you tomorrow.
Yeah I'll see you tomorrow.
My legs are dangling off the edge,
The bottom of my bottle is my only friend.
I think I'll slit my wrist again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
"Thank you..." Claire smiled at the bun her hair was now in, making her look very wise and beautiful.
"No problem," the older girl squeezed her shoulders, helping her to her feet and smirking, "now, let's get to the limo and blow those boys away, shall we?"
The eleven year old stared at the other, "What?!"
"I heard it on Miss Nikki's iPod..." Prim blushed a little bit, "um...I like it. It's a nice song."
Oh, God, Katie thought, snatching the microphone with her mind racing a bit, who exactly is this Nikki person...?