6 years later

Rᴏʏᴀʟʟʏ Sᴄʀᴇᴡᴇᴅ

Avery's POV

Today I promised Tess that I would accompany her to the club. To say that I'm nervous would be an under - flipping - statement. I've never gone clubbing before, heck I've never been to a high school party before. I don't know what to expect or how to act. Do I just walk in and flirt with everyone who looks my way?

No, Avery! You're there to make Tess happy and get her off your back while taking care of her at the same time.

Doesn't mean I can't actually have fun right? This is so damn frustrating! Why did I even agree to go with Tess in the first place?

“Are you trying to think of a way out, cause girl I have all the loopholes covered. You've got no way out.” Speak of the devil. Tess waltzes into my room with her face screaming excited. One look at her and I roll my eyes in annoyance. She gets to be happy and excited while I'm here shitting myself, well not literally but you get the gist.

“No, I'm not. Have you talked to mother. What did she say? Did she agree? What are her terms? Did she--”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. You need to chill out girl. It's all good. I talked to her and she agreed of course. Like anyone could resist my charm.” She finishes with a snort and a smug look.

My mother prefers Tess over me. She thinks that I should be more like her. She's actually not my real mother. Am an orphan. My mother died while giving birth to me and my father remarried. She isn't the best nor is she the worst. My father died when I was 14 leaving me in the care of my stepmother Lora.

She isn't always present, but she has taken care of me and am thankful for that since I don't have any relatives I could go to. Although, she has possession of all my dad's assets and the remaining I have to sign over to her when I'm finally 18. I have no problems with that as long as she doesn't touch my college fund.

“Helloooo, earth to Avery.” Tess says while waving frantically in front of my face. “You know, sometimes I wonder if you have like an audience inside yoh head you keep drifting to talk to.” She says with a serious expression which has me holding my ribs in laughter.

“What the fudge goes on in that head of yours Tess? Ha? An audience, in my head. That's the dumbest statement I've had you say...yet” I say when I finally calm down.

She just shrugs it off. “Pack your night wear and something to wear tomorrow when getting back to the house.”

“Yes ma'am. But what I'm I going to wear tonight?” I ask c*****g a brow at her. At this, she squeals and presses her hands to her cheeks. “I've got that covered. You'll look so adorable and sexy at the same time.”

“Of course you have it covered. Why did I even ask.” I say rolling my eyes at her.

“Chop, chop move fast child. We have two hours to prepare and those are not even enough for us to finish preparing everything.”

“Eff off, Tessie” I say while glaring at her which turns into a smirk when I turn to look at her annoyed expression.

“Don't call me that Andy” she hisses at me with a glare of her own which has me grinning.

Knowing that this could turn into a full on cat fight which I have absolutely no energy for, I choose to wave her off,”whatever.”

“Charlie!” Tess calls out as soon as I pull the strings of my duffle bug. Charlie stands on the doorway of my room and sends me a warm smile before facing Tess, “how may I be of help madam?”

“Would be kind enough to ask the driver to rev up the car for us please?” She asks while holding up her hand towards me. I just stare at it with confusion. When she finally realizes I am taking too long doing whatever it is she wants me to do, she looks away from Charlie and sends me an annoyed look. She grabs the bag from my hand and hands it to Charlie. “Take this with you, while you're at it.”

“Okay, miss. Anything else?” Charlie asks politely.

“No, that will be all. Thanks, Charlie.” I dismiss him with a small smile. He returns it and nods at Tess before leaving. Tess and I walk down the stairs as I listen to her rambling about how sexy she's going to make look in the outfit she put up for me.

“And where are you two going?”

I tense up immediately and send Tess a panicked look, didn't she talk to her? She said mother already agreed to this, then what the heck is going on?

Oh.

Ooh.

Maybe she caught on to what we planned. Am screwed. Royally screwed!

“Oh aunty. We already talked about this remember? Avery and I are heading out to mine for a sleep over. You permitted it?” Tess says with a calm expression. Something that am everything but. Mother looks skeptical about this which did nothing to help ease my building nerves. “Hey aunty, have you seen the latest designs by Gucci? My designer just brought some outfits in, and I was hoping to show them to Avery, maybe get her to wear a few?”

“Oh yes, yes, yes. She could use some new outfits. Avery how many times have I told you not to walk out of this house wearing.....that”, mother says while eyeing my outfit with disgust. Oh, this is my chance but Lord knows my lying skills are minimum to zero.

“Yes mother. But I won't be going anywhere public. I'll be in the car to Tess'. I'll just wear what she gives me when we get there.” I say while looking anywhere but her. Just in time, her phone rings as she shifts her gaze from me to her phone. Her expression turns solemn, and she speaks with a deep frown, “I'm needed in the office. You may leave.” She dismisses with a wave of her hand.

I let out a breath of relief. Dang! That was close. I turn to Tess who looks as smug as ever. “Told you I had it covered.” She exclaims.

“Yeah, yeah. Covered my butt!” I mumble while walking out of the house towards the waiting chauffeur. “I heard that!” Tess yells. “Good, just as I was hinting at.” I say while laughing at her dumbstruck look.

I thank the chauffeur and get situated into the car.

Alright. Let's get this over with shall we....

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After lounging in Tess' bedroom for a while, she pushes me into the bathroom, so we can start getting ready. It's 5:00 pm. Honestly, I don't see the need to take two hours getting ready but Tess will have my heard on a silver platter if I don't adhere to her orders.

'I'm the designer, not you. You, do as I say not the other way round dear.' That's what she keeps saying every time I complain or even but an eyelash and it's getting pretty annoying.

All the pricking and plucking and applying and wiping and reapplying and and and....ugh I am loosing my flipping sanity. She won't even let me see it or even touch it for that matter. It's my body for flip's sake. I am never, ever, agreeing to this. Ever again.

After Two hours of torture, she's done.

She pushes me towards the mirror to see the end results. “Finally! My butt is numb from sitting for so dang long. That chair is so uncomfortable and you wouldn't even let--” the words are caught in my throat at my image on the mirror. “Whooaaa...” My eyebrows are perfectly arched and fuller, my lashes look longer, my cheekbones look a little higher, honestly, how is this even possible?! And I don't even look as if I have five layers of make up on me. “Damn! You are a flipping miracle worker, wow!” I compliment while looking at my reflection with awe.

Tess flips her hair back swiftly behind her shoulder with so much suss, “I know right.”

Cocky butt hole.

“And now, for the outfit.” She hands me a long sleeved white crop top and a maroon skirt which moves on one side and shows skin on the other.

“We'll look smashing! Trust me. You might even get laid tonight girly.” Tess tells me while pushing me towards the bathroom so that I can get changed. At this I scoff, “yea right. And unicorns exist.”

“Just get changed. Your sarcasm is very unwanted.”

After am done, I walk out of the bathroom, and she whistles. “Damn, am good at my job” she exclaims. I walk towards the mirror and stand in front of it. Wow. I don't even know who's on the mirror right now. It's a little cliché to say this but I honestly don't recognize my self. I looked gooood.

The skirt hugs my curves so well and the open space makes my legs look longer. It's a bit enticing in an am Innocent kinda way. I probably shouldn't, but I love it.

We have a plan Avery. Do NOT forget!!

Soon we were both done, we quickly leave for the club. I insist on driving with the excuse of the chauffeur telling on us. Alright, plan's on motion, nothing could possibly go wrong now.

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