❀Rose'sPOV❀

"Well fuck, what a turn in events. I knew we planned on ditching school but to actually be given permission this is just rad! Plus you're staying with me for a month? This is awesome!"

     Right now Ariel was babbling all in my ears as she drove to her home. The trip to her house always brought back all the good memories we had. It also reminded me of my father. Tall, dark and handsome was what the ladies called him. Too bad be was a cheater and lost a good woman like my mom.

     For some reason, I no longer have a clear image of his face. All I see him as is the fault of all the bad in my life. He caused all of this, he started my mother's problem, he broke the marriage because he was the one who slept around. That little-

     "Hey Rose, are you okay?" Ariel questions, placing her free hand on my tightly clenched fist. I didn't realize that my composure changed to anger. I hadn't noticed that I was fuming.

     "Uh-yeah, I'm fine. Are we there yet?" I ask, a little more excited now as I reminded myself that I would be staying with Ariel, her baby sister and her mother this whole time and not with him.

     Ariel lost her dad in a plane crash. It was harder for them because he was the pilot. He was never home offen and the same day he was returning to see his pregnant wife and daughter he died. Ariel was miserable but moved on quickly to give her mother strength. That's what I really admire about her, the way she thinks about others over herself.

     "Matter of fact, we are," she says, her face beaming as we drove up her round-about driveway. There was a fountain in the middle and flowers along the edge of the driveway. Beyond the flowers on both sides of the yard were single walk ways leading to perfectly trimmed grass.

     I remember that on the right of the house there was a maze garden where there was a long dangling chair which swayed in the wind. It was a very romantic spot for a new couple or just two persons with crushes. I loved the day Ariel brought me over there and she literally cried over her ex boyfriend.

     On the left of the house was a pond where her ducks were. I didn't really fancy animals but all of hers were so peaceful. In front of the pond was a bench with two side tables on both its sides. It was so beautiful.

     To the back of the house was the fun part. A pool, swings for Amy, Ariel's little sister, a few other games and what not.

     "I am going to lock you in the car, lock you up and say boo-ya. Oh yes, I are!" Ariel's singing voice brought me back to reality as she dangled her keys in my face. "Oh my God, you're so evil!" I say dramatically, hurriedly hopping out of the car.

     Laughing at my reaction, Ariel followed suit and automatically locks her vehicle. "I would always come back for you. Pfft, well that's if my mom wondered where you were," Her face was so serious that my eyes widen and I just froze.

     "Y-You're kidding right?" I say, my voice giving way. Wow, that rhymed.

     "Oh my, you're too easy to mess with," She laughs, making a 'let's go' movement with her hand. A breath of relief escaped my lips as I followed her into her three story mansion.

     "I even forgot how amazing your home was," I comment, removing my old pair of converse. She steps out of her three inch heels and only shrugs at me.

     "Bleh, I can't tell. Been living the same life for too long dude," She complains. "Mom! We're here, get your sexy ass out of your office," Ariel presses the button on the intercom and I couldn't help but shake my head. 'Wow, they still spoke that way it seems,' I thought to myself.

     "Oh calm your farms hot stuff, I know you miss all my sexiness, don't have to be so obvious about it." Her mother's voice ringed through the house as I held in a laugh. They sounded like teen best friends, not mother and daughter.

     "You guys never changed," I say, placing my hand on my mouth as I held in a snicker.

     All Ariel did was put her tongue out at me and winked.

     "Oh my Rose darling you look so fashion less! What has gone wrong? Ariel, fix her up this instant!" Her mother demands as she walks down their large center stair case. I blushed because I didn't know what to say. "But anywho, glad to have your curvy body and pretty face over here," she softens a little as she hugged me tight and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

     "T-Thanks," I respond, trembling a little because I'm not used to anyone other than Ariel getting so close to me.

     "Oh my, you're still so shy."

     "Ms. Dashly-"

     "How many times do I have to tell you, it's Angie."

     Does she not know that it's weird for me to call an adult by their first name? Even if she looks young, masking her age and resembles a twenty year old doesn't make it 'okay'. Her blond hair was cut short in a Bob, her eyes were emerald green and her nose was so small and pointy. There was no sign of wrinkles on her face. She was simply beautiful. Her skin was perfectly tanned and her teeth were so white and straight.

     "A-Angie, I'm just not really social," I was scared in getting close to people. I was petrified that I was going to get hurt emotionally, physically by new persons. I just couldn't take it anymore.

     "In the month that you'll be here honey, I, well we, Amy inclusive will help you open up, make new friends and get rid of those horrid looking clothes." She says, winking at me and I could only gulp. She was a fashion designer and a forty year old mom who looked half her age, wouldn't you be scared?

     "Enough chatting guys, my quest to transform you before 4:00 p.m needs to begin. It's already 11:30 for crying out loud," Ariel says, grabbing hold of my hand and dragging me to the top floor. "I'll have one of the butlers take her bags up then!" Angie replies.

     "I told her to leave everything but her phone home mom, so no need for that!"

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"I... look so... different. W-Wow," My mouth hangs open as I glanced at my appearance in Ariel's mother's beauty room's wall to wall mirror. How could I look so beautiful?

     My hair was straightened and then placed in a side braid. At the end a flower clip was placed to match my dress. The dress wasn't short but at knee length, the way I liked it. It was flowered and flew with the wind. It has thin straps and a little cleavage was exposed. I wore a long sleeved jean jacket over it also. But Ariel told me to not button it up.

     My bust size wasn't as big as Ariel's or her mother's but it was a reasonable size to me. Because my face was bruised from yesterday, Ariel took the opportunity in applying foundation to my face. She promised to go light and she did. A little blush, eye liner and mascara did the trick.

     My face looked full and for once I was beautiful in my eyes. Wow, I think her mother is rubbing off on her a little too much.

     "You look great. Oh my goodness!" She squeals, jumping up and down, holding onto my hands so that I would do the same as her. "I know right!" I say in return.

     "You'll look like this for school but with less make up and better clothes," There was a hint of evil in her voice and I already knew what she was planning to do with me. I was going to become her guinea pig and I just knew it.

     "Let's go or I'll be late for work," I say, grabbing the side bag she gave me to go along with my outfit. The gladiator sandals I was wearing clattered on the hardwood flooring as we made our way out of this room on the second floor.

     Arriving in the living room, her mother abruptly takes a stand and gasps at my appearance. "You, look amazing Rose. Here, take this car to work. It's not anything flashy, it's exactly like you, cute."

     "Thanks so much," I reply, taking the keys from her and walking out of the house after waving Angie and Ariel goodbye.

     There was a cherry rose colored car parked directly in front of me. Being a dumb brain with vehicles, I didn't know anything about it other than it being able to bring me where I was headed and that it has four doors and wheels.

     Hopping inside, I drove to the little diner where I worked. I was so glad that it wasn't the place where I made a complete fool out of myself yesterday. I mean, I don't even think that I'll ever go back to that place. Way too embarrassing.

     I've been working at this modern slash traditional diner for a quite some time. I helped out with the cooking and cleaning up. My boss, Ms. Christy knew better than to make me a waiter. I was too shy to just approach a random person and ask for their eating preferences. I might get a panic attack, faint or even run to the kitchen if I do.

     Entering the staff door to the back of the diner, I see Ms. Christy looking all panicked. Being the concerned type I first greeted her and then asked, "Hey, what's the problem?"

     Her face instantly beams as she grips my shoulders and then gives me a bone breaking hug. I winced a little because my body still hurt all over. "Thank God you're here Rose. Chelsea and her parents are on some family trip and she cannot make it here tonight and for the rest of next week. This meaning I'll take your place in the kitchen and you'll wait the tables."

     "B-B-But I-I c-can't-"

     "No darling, I can't. There's a scar above my left eye, I have piercings and tattoos, what would people think? Plus, you look so gorgeous today, all dressed up and all. Just perfect for the job."

     "But Ms. Christy-"

     "No buts Rose, here's your apron and hat, your first order is up. Table nine," She says, pushing me out of the staff room and into the diner.

     I hadn't noticed the number of persons that were there before I grabbed the tray and turned around. I almost fainted when I realized that the person at table nine was the mystery guy from yesterday. Oh Lord why do you do these types of things only to me?

     Taking a deep breath I took the pen and mini booklet and placed it in the front pocket of my apron. Time to die Rose, time to die.

A/N: Ooo I love the way I ended this chapter so much! Wow, they meet again >:)