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Despite not being able to take Shawna to the dance, Sunshine was actually looking forward to tonight's festivities. From shopping together, to sending each other goofy Snapchat pictures, the last few weeks had given Sunshine and Chanel time to bond again. Was it possible that the King’s Academy administration knew what they were doing? Doubtful. They had just gotten lucky in their case.
Picking up her phone, Sunshine quickly sent a text to Chanel to see how far away she was.
"If that was you who just texted me... don't worry. I'm already here." Chanel's voice suddenly rang through the air as she came bursting through Sunshine's bedroom door, offering the girl a bright smile as she did so. Draped over one of her arms was a garment bag that contained Chanel's dress for the evening, and in her other hand was her makeup bag, a pair of shoes to go with the dress, and flat iron. To tell the truth, Chanel wasn't sure how she'd managed to carry all of her things without dropping them on the way up the stairs; she let out a deep breath as she laid them all down on Sunshine's bed. "Your Aunt let me in... she seems like a nice lady. Anyway, I think I got everything. I was rushing, so I didn't have time to put my wig on or anything. I can't wait to stop looking this rough."
Sunshine couldn’t help but to laugh. ”Rough my ass. You could go to the dance just like that and no one would say anything,” the girl said, paying her friend a compliment.
Getting up from where she sat on the bed, Sunshine grabbed a few things from Chanel so that she wouldn’t end up dropping them. ”Yeah, she’s pretty cool. She and my uncle let me have my privacy, so that’s what counts, right?” After helping Chanel put her stuff down, she made her way to the desk where her laptop sat and turned on her portable speaker. ”Feel free to play some music. My dress is hanging in the closet if you wanna have a look.”
Suddenly letting out an excited squeal, Chanel practically went running towards Sunshine's closet to get a look at her friend's dress; she wasn't disappointed in the slightest at what she saw hanging up. "Yeah, we're definitely gonna be the best looking at this thing. That dress is fire." As Chanel returned to the desk to check out Sunshine’s playlists, she couldn't resist putting on the first song she scrolled past. And it was shortly after then that she took out her own dress from the bag to show to Sunshine. "A Chanel original. What do you think?"
”Dammmmmmmmmn girl. I literally could not have chosen anything better.” Sunshine couldn't help but applaud Chanel on her dress of choice. Their looks for the night only reconfirmed Sunshine's suspicion that they would be the best dressed pair, and she couldn’t be happier. ”So what do you say? Should I go with a smokey eye to make it extra dramatic?”
"Oh yeah, definitely..."
And soon after that, with the music blasting through Sunshine's speaker, the two finally began to get to work. Chanel had immediately started installing her signature half-black, half-orange wig. This took a little longer than it probably should've; Chanel simply blamed it on the songs that played in the background. It was as she'd begun curling her hair that she started using the curling rod to sing along with Scary Spice rather than to do its intended job. She didn't hesitate to hold the iron out to her friend in an effort to get her to join in.
Singing and dancing along to the music with Chanel, Sunshine made sure to get her hair and makeup just right. She wasn’t going to do anything extravagant with her hair tonight, which was a good thing because it appeared that they were running low on time when she looked at the clock. Turning the music down so that she wouldn’t have to shout over it, Sunshine gave her friend a please forgive me look. She hated it when people turned her music down, and tried to not do it to others, but this was a special case.
”Girl I love you, but we better put these dresses on and get going or our asses are going to be late. You know how I feel about being on time.”
After taking a quick glance at the clock herself, Chanel shot her friend an apologetic look as she unplugged the curling iron and hopped onto her feet. "Shit, you're right... sorry!" It was a good thing that she'd done her makeup before coming to Sunshine's house. The young woman made a mental note to work on her time-management skills as she headed back over to the bed and pulled her dress off its hanger. "We should be ready to go in few minutes."
”Don’t worry! We’ll be fine.” Walking to the closet to get her own dress Sunshine pulled the garment out of the bag slowly so as not to rip it. Laying it over the back of the desk chair, the brown haired girl pulled off her tank top before pulling the dress on over her head. Sliding the pajama pants off once the dress was on was the real problem. Nearly tripping over her own feet, Sunshine laughed again as she caught herself from hitting the floor.
It was after stepping into her own dress that Chanel burst into a laughing fit watching her friend struggle to remove her pajama bottoms. "Sunshine, pleaseee don't hurt yourself. The last thing we need is a trip to the hospital before the dance." Chanel said between laughs as she took a seat on the bed and began to slip on her heels. Less than two minutes later, after tucking her things into her purse and taking one final look in the mirror, the young woman was ready to go. "Time to go party."
As usual with family members, Sunshines aunt and uncle wanted to take a few pictures of the girls. Happily obliging, the two of them stood at the foot of the stairs before moving outside. A few goofy faces and fierce poses later, the pair was ready to go.
The ride over to the Country Club was one filled with laughs, jokes, and more great music. It appeared that they had made it on time, along with a few of the other students.
”Are you ready,” Sunshine asked.
“Hell yeah, let’s do this.”
With their arms linked together, the two young women entered the venue, fully prepared for whatever the night would throw at them.
Picking up her phone, Sunshine quickly sent a text to Chanel to see how far away she was.
"If that was you who just texted me... don't worry. I'm already here." Chanel's voice suddenly rang through the air as she came bursting through Sunshine's bedroom door, offering the girl a bright smile as she did so. Draped over one of her arms was a garment bag that contained Chanel's dress for the evening, and in her other hand was her makeup bag, a pair of shoes to go with the dress, and flat iron. To tell the truth, Chanel wasn't sure how she'd managed to carry all of her things without dropping them on the way up the stairs; she let out a deep breath as she laid them all down on Sunshine's bed. "Your Aunt let me in... she seems like a nice lady. Anyway, I think I got everything. I was rushing, so I didn't have time to put my wig on or anything. I can't wait to stop looking this rough."
Sunshine couldn’t help but to laugh. ”Rough my ass. You could go to the dance just like that and no one would say anything,” the girl said, paying her friend a compliment.
Getting up from where she sat on the bed, Sunshine grabbed a few things from Chanel so that she wouldn’t end up dropping them. ”Yeah, she’s pretty cool. She and my uncle let me have my privacy, so that’s what counts, right?” After helping Chanel put her stuff down, she made her way to the desk where her laptop sat and turned on her portable speaker. ”Feel free to play some music. My dress is hanging in the closet if you wanna have a look.”
Suddenly letting out an excited squeal, Chanel practically went running towards Sunshine's closet to get a look at her friend's dress; she wasn't disappointed in the slightest at what she saw hanging up. "Yeah, we're definitely gonna be the best looking at this thing. That dress is fire." As Chanel returned to the desk to check out Sunshine’s playlists, she couldn't resist putting on the first song she scrolled past. And it was shortly after then that she took out her own dress from the bag to show to Sunshine. "A Chanel original. What do you think?"
”Dammmmmmmmmn girl. I literally could not have chosen anything better.” Sunshine couldn't help but applaud Chanel on her dress of choice. Their looks for the night only reconfirmed Sunshine's suspicion that they would be the best dressed pair, and she couldn’t be happier. ”So what do you say? Should I go with a smokey eye to make it extra dramatic?”
"Oh yeah, definitely..."
And soon after that, with the music blasting through Sunshine's speaker, the two finally began to get to work. Chanel had immediately started installing her signature half-black, half-orange wig. This took a little longer than it probably should've; Chanel simply blamed it on the songs that played in the background. It was as she'd begun curling her hair that she started using the curling rod to sing along with Scary Spice rather than to do its intended job. She didn't hesitate to hold the iron out to her friend in an effort to get her to join in.
Singing and dancing along to the music with Chanel, Sunshine made sure to get her hair and makeup just right. She wasn’t going to do anything extravagant with her hair tonight, which was a good thing because it appeared that they were running low on time when she looked at the clock. Turning the music down so that she wouldn’t have to shout over it, Sunshine gave her friend a please forgive me look. She hated it when people turned her music down, and tried to not do it to others, but this was a special case.
”Girl I love you, but we better put these dresses on and get going or our asses are going to be late. You know how I feel about being on time.”
After taking a quick glance at the clock herself, Chanel shot her friend an apologetic look as she unplugged the curling iron and hopped onto her feet. "Shit, you're right... sorry!" It was a good thing that she'd done her makeup before coming to Sunshine's house. The young woman made a mental note to work on her time-management skills as she headed back over to the bed and pulled her dress off its hanger. "We should be ready to go in few minutes."
”Don’t worry! We’ll be fine.” Walking to the closet to get her own dress Sunshine pulled the garment out of the bag slowly so as not to rip it. Laying it over the back of the desk chair, the brown haired girl pulled off her tank top before pulling the dress on over her head. Sliding the pajama pants off once the dress was on was the real problem. Nearly tripping over her own feet, Sunshine laughed again as she caught herself from hitting the floor.
It was after stepping into her own dress that Chanel burst into a laughing fit watching her friend struggle to remove her pajama bottoms. "Sunshine, pleaseee don't hurt yourself. The last thing we need is a trip to the hospital before the dance." Chanel said between laughs as she took a seat on the bed and began to slip on her heels. Less than two minutes later, after tucking her things into her purse and taking one final look in the mirror, the young woman was ready to go. "Time to go party."
As usual with family members, Sunshines aunt and uncle wanted to take a few pictures of the girls. Happily obliging, the two of them stood at the foot of the stairs before moving outside. A few goofy faces and fierce poses later, the pair was ready to go.
The ride over to the Country Club was one filled with laughs, jokes, and more great music. It appeared that they had made it on time, along with a few of the other students.
”Are you ready,” Sunshine asked.
“Hell yeah, let’s do this.”
With their arms linked together, the two young women entered the venue, fully prepared for whatever the night would throw at them.
