Card Game

6

ONE'S POV:

"GET UP ALREADY!" Someone is yelling in my ear. I only open one eye and glance up. Austyn is standing before me, peering down upon my pathetic state.

"I need to take away your key to my house," I mumble, then roll onto the other side of the bed so I'm not facing her. I pull the duvet up tighter around me.

"You have your auditiony thing today! Do you want to be famous or not?" She climbs onto the bed and starts jumping on it.

"I'm not gonna get up no matter what you do," I state.

"Fine. Be that way."

"Kay. Thanks."

She doesn't like my attitude towards today clearly, because she is now attacking me with a pillow.

"Ow! What the heck is wrong with you?" I ask her, slightly raising my voice.

"You need to be ready to go by noon, and it's 10:56. GET OUT OF YOUR STUPID BED THIS INSTANT!" She screams the last part.

"No. The blankets have accepted me as one of their own. If I leave them, they will no longer have a queen, and they will never let me back into their amazing fluffy world as ruler."

I hear a sigh. Then footsteps that are fading. I smirk to myself and snuggle in more. All if the sudden, Austyn pounces onto me and sits on my stomach.

"OOOOF!" I yelp.

She pulls the covers down once she gets off of me. She then grabs my legs and drags me from my comfortable fortress. I just lay on the floor like a lump. She wanders into my closet an examines my clothing. She crosses her arms and shifts her weight to her left leg. Her hand reaches towards some type of shirt and immediately throws it onto the floor. Then she picks up another shirt and emerges from the closet. She throws the shirt onto my bed.

"Get undressed, take a shower, and put these clothes on," she commands.

I sigh, knowing I will lose if I don't just go now. I reluctantly stand and walk over to the shower in my toilet. I take my clothes off and hop into the freezing water.

"AAAAHHHH!" I squeal.

"Oh yeah. Sorry about that. I took a shower before you woke up, and I used the hot water up. Oops," Austyn yells through the door. I can tell she did it on purpose.

I rid the thought from my mind and get my shower finished. I wrap myself in a towel and exit the shower to find Austyn waiting for me on the bed. She stands upon my arrival.

"Put these clothes on and I'll do your make-up," she instructs.

"But I want to do my make-up. I know what looks best on me," I protest.

"That's why I'm doing it for you."

I roll my eyes and look at the clothes she picked for me. It's a tight short sleeved black dress shirt and a black and white pin-striped pencil skirt. She has a blush pink belt out and some black gladiator sandals with a bit of a heel.

As much as I hate to admit it, she was good. Really good. And I couldn't deny the fact that I would look amazing with the outfit on, and her make-up skills.

"Are you gonna do my hair?" I ask her.

She simply nods in reply and goes to the vanity in the toilet. I have my make-up box set up on the counter. She opens it and paws through my collection of eye shadows, eye liners, blusher, and lipstick.

I return to getting myself dressed in her ensemble. When I finish, I admire myself in the full body mirror on the back of my bedroom door. It really does look ravishing.

"Sit," she orders me to take the chair in front of her.

I comply to her instructions and she tells me to close my eyes. I listen, and feel a brush ticking my face. This happens multiple times and then she takes some eyeliner to my lids and some gloss to my lips.

"Open," she tells me.

I open my eyes and look at myself in the mirror. My face looks amazing. White dusty eyeshadow covers my eyes with some grey on the crease and outside part of my lid. My lips are an almost purpley shade. I didn't even own that kind of gloss.

"Amazing! Now make my hair look just as awesome and I will love you forever," I tell her.

She spins me around and puts my hair in a ponytail and I feel pins getting shoved into my head and a weird scratchy feeling constantly. I look at the reflection in my mirror and gasp. My hair is in a kind of braided bun with a little pink flower adorning the side of the bun.

"Wow. I have never looked so amazing!" I exclaim.

"Well... Yeah," she replies.

She leads me out of my little apartment and to the garage. It has a couple cars in it, but I spot hers almost immediately. She insisted she buy a neon yellow compact car. Of course. What else would she buy?

I walk over and hop in. I place my purse on the floor near my feet. She climbs in as well. I check the time on her clock. It's 11:23. We should have enough time to get to the studio the meeting is in. I take deep breaths as I feel my heart beat faster and faster. Suddenly, she slows at a large building. I gulp and stare at the establishment looming above the yellow car.