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*Does Bambi eyes*

-Chapter 2 : Say hello to my new look, new life-

We looked at each other before giving major bear hugs to each other.

"I can't believe it's you!" She yelled to my ear but I didn't give a crap. My friend was here. My sister from everything but blood.

"How did you know it was me?" I curiously asked. I wasn't wearing the flashy clothes, and I definitely wasn't wearing any make up.

"Your face is naturally pretty Max. Paparazzi could spot you in a flash." I bit my lip. Shit. How was I supposed to live another life if I was that recognizable? As if Ella was reading my mind, she replied.

"You could wear a disguise. Like, I don't know, wear glasses, put some weird clay-like things on your nose and chin, maybe make your skin color a bit more dark… What do you say?" She asked and I thought about it. A new life, a new look! I nodded and she smiled mischievously. Something told me this wasn't going to be good.

-Next morning (Just to be clear, Max didn't go to school yesterday because she was anxious that someone would recognize her other life)-

"MAX!" A familiar voice burst into my room. I looked up groggily from my sleep. It was 6 in the morning! What the hell?

"Ella? What the hell are you doing in my house at freaking 6 in the morning?"

"We need to do your makeover now. I got all the necessities but I figured we would use your makeup since it's always from an expensive store." I cringed as I realized I did have expensive make up. Don't blame me; I didn't want any of it but they, meaning the evil people from the photo shoots, just kept giving it to me.

We started after I got back from the showers. Ella was all around me. First she decided on clothes and I was just drying my hair when I heard a scream. I instantly ran up to my room where I saw Ella gaping inside my closet. Oops. Note to self, remember to put supermodel clothes in the very back. I grabbed Ella by the shoulders and pulled her back. Her eyes were blank and I snapped my fingers twice at her to get her back.

"Wha-? Where am I? I remember looking at a closet when I was suddenly blinded with so many beautiful dresses. Max? Is this heaven?" She dreamily asked me as if she was remembering all the clothes in there.

"No Ella. This is not heaven. You just looked into my closet." Her eyes brightened immediately.

"You have to let me borrow them sometime. Please?" She did the one thing I couldn't stand. Bambi eyes.

"Fine, just stop with the eyes! They burn!" Ella smiled at me and before she could look into my closet and faint, I shoved all the flashy clothes away and got to my regular clothes.

"Ok, since we want to make you completely not you, which is going to be very hard, we need to dumb your wardrobe down. Like, a lot." She explained and started to look through my 'normal clothes' pile. A normal clothes pile? Yup, welcome to my life.

"No, no, nope, no way, no, no, I can't believe you have this! No, no, nope, ugh, no, no, finally!" She said after 5 minutes of looking through. She pulled out a loose T-shirt that said 'Boing!' and a pair of black skinny jeans.

"You know, you could have just used this T-shirt?" I suggested but she shook her head.

"This T-shirt goes awesome with these skinny jeans. Don't you know anything about fashion?"

"Please, even if I wanted to I can't pick my own clothes." She nodded thoughtfully and after changing into my clothes, she started on my makeup.

"I'm thinking we should make your skin a little darker." Ella suggested but I shook my head.

"No way. If I make my skin darker, it's going to take me hours to take it off and put it on. Couldn't you just give me some color lenses?" She thought about it for a moment before agreeing.

"Do you have color lenses?"

"Do you really doubt the advantages of being a supermodel?" I asked and I smirked. I opened a drawer and took out 5 pairs of color lenses.

"Green, blue, red, black, pink? Why do you have pink color lenses?" I shrugged.

"This is only part of the lenses I have. You should really see the rainbow colored one." After a minute of arguing about colors, we both decided that green would go best.

"Too bad you can't show your brown eyes. They are so pretty." I shrugged once more, very self-conscious.

"Your face is so smooth and pretty, even without makeup1 I am so jealous of you right now. How am I going to change your appearance if you look like this without makeup?" She stomped her foot to the ground and pouted. I laughed at her immaturity.

"Ok, enough about my face. I can just wear some glasses without the lens." Ella nodded and we got to my hair.

"How about pigtails?"

"How about crawling into a floor and playing poker with cockroaches?"

"OK, pigtails are out. I guess we have to change the hair color. It's a very unique color you know. Dirty blonde while having some sun streaks that look pink if the sun shines on it just right. I think we need a wig. Or would you prefer dying it?"

"Wig. I am not dying my hair. Too much work and Anne will kill me if I do anything without her permission." I opened another cabinet and started to throw wigs onto the floor.

"So, how is Anne? Why isn't she here today?"

"Something about making a deal with some producer. I have no idea when she'll come back but judging from her face yesterday, the producer is young, hot, and rich." I cringed in disgust at the thought of Anne making out with some random dude.

"Ok, sorry I asked." Ella said and started to pick up the wigs. We tried on every single one of them. From Cleopatra style to helicopter on the top style (don't even ask how I got this). Eventually, I settled for the medium sized dark brown hair with a small braid on the left side. Ella gave a satisfied look as I put it on as well as the glasses.

"There, you look nothing like you self. I just wish I could do something to your face. It's still too pretty." I looked at myself in the mirror. I did look like a different person. No trace of being Double M, the supermodel. Right now, I was just Maximum Ride, the normal girl.

"Thank you so much Ella. I don't know what I would have done without you."

"That's what sisters do for each other, right?" We hugged each other for a long time before Ella checked the time.

"Shit, we're going to be late!" We both rushed out of the house, Ella in her high heels (how does a girl run so fast with those?) and me with some old converse. I was about to make a run for it when Ella stopped me.

"What do you think you're doing?" She asked me.

"I was about to run. Sadly, I have no car." She smirked and gestured to her back. There, I saw the white, medium sized and beautiful car.

"Hop in Max." I gladly took her offer and she drove off.

"I need to get me a license. Only problem is I don't know which name to put in." I mumbled under my breath. In about 10 minutes, we were at the school. Now, time to face what might be the greatest or the worst experience of my life. Public school.

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Mikki is out! Peace!