SKYLAR'S POV

We got home, panting and out of breath.

"You think they saw us." Grayson turns to me, blowing off the hair that have gathered in front of his face with a huff.

"I don't think so, we probably ran like crazy people." I shake my head.

I must had really looked like a mad person, running without a shoe.

Wait my shoes. I groan at the realisation of one missing shoe.

"We have to go back." I say to Grayson, and he raise an eyebrow at me.

"I lost one of my heels."

"Really, who do you think you are, Cinderella." Grayson scowls.

Huh.... At least Cinderella got her shoe back.

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"There you are." A familiar figure squeaks pulling me for a hug.

"Hey, Mia." I greet awkwardly.

Releasing me from her iron grip, Mia turns the back haired, tall, figure eight lady next to her.

"And this is Margaret." She says, her eye laced with excitement. "Our eldest sibling."

"And you must be Skylar." She smile at me, creating a whole rainbow of sunshine.

They all really look alike, but I could swear I have seen her from some where else. Wait isn't she.

"Lionel Margaret." I say mostly to myself. "Last year best New York model."

"Well, you sure do know me." Margaret chuckled, while I stare at her in awe.

I can't believe am actually talking to Lionel Margaret right now, am talking with one of New York's best model, shit.

Clara should have seen this.

"Am leaving, you girls do your thing, and please don't stress Sky too much, she is still pretty new at this." Grayson states, with a stern look directed to his sisters.

"Oh... We won't, just a little shopping here and there...."

"Yea, yea..." Grayson snorts. "You can find me at the food court when you are done." He says to me.

I mutter a low okay, and he gives me one last look before walking away, leaving me to my unknown fate.

"He does behaves like the elder one sometimes." Mia scowls. "And it sure is annoying."

"Let's just get started." Margaret huffs.

She seems to be the calm one among the three siblings, but I could also tell that she inherited her fathers intimidating aura.

I mean look at her, she looks like a character from a barbie movie.

"So where should we go first." Mia asks.

And I find myself asking the same question as I look around the big, store filled mall.

Linking my hand with her's, Mia drags me to the first store, following Margaret's lead.

"Let's take a look at that." Margaret points at a green, knee length lacy gown, and the sales representative, selects it from the racks.

It is actually my size.

Mia place it in front of me, viewing it with one eye closed.

"She doesn't looks good on green." She ticks. "I think her colour should be more like....."

"Red." The two sisters says in unison, giving themselves a knowing look.

Only good knows what's going through this two like minded people's head.

"Get us every red new designs of her size." Margaret says to the sales rep.

Wait.... What.

"Now let's see." Mia place a red, thick silky gown in front of me, viewing it with one eye, just like she did the first time. "Definitely red." She says with a thumbs up.

"Let's try out some other colour, like silver." Margaret purposes, passing me a long silver ball gown.

What do I need a bad gown for, I hardly even attend formal parties.

"I don't think..."

"Just try it out." Mia shush, pushing me towards the changing room.

huh....

Taking off my clothes, I quickly change into the silver gown, it clings to my body, freeing from my knees and falling to the ground, with a slit from the end up to my middle thigh.

Although it feels uncomfortable I shrug up the feeling.

Grayson rule number seven. *never be afraid to show them what you got.*

Popping out my head first, I walk out of the dressing room.

"Wow." Mia gasps, her eyes on my form. "Perfecto."

"Am almost jealous already." Margaret says. "Now try this one." She toss a hand less royal blue gown at me.

"We will take that with the others." Mia says to the sales rep.

Others, which others.

Dragging my feet, I made my way back to the changing room then change into the royal blue gown.

It feels more uncomfortable than the silver one, exposing too much cleavage.

"I don't like this one." I say as I walk out of the changing room.

"Me too." Mia adds distastefully.

"I think she looks more good in clothes that expose less skin." Margaret says thoughtfully. "Have any newest collection."

"Here, this just came in yesterday, and is just her size." The sales reps confirms then hands me a red long ball gown, which could have been described as a hand less gown if not for the lacy hands attached to the V-neck.

I think I like this one already.

Changing into it, I adjust the gown then make my way out of the dressing room.

"Okay, red is really your colour." Mia admits with a light nod. "You look sexily hot in this."

"That Idea is mutual." Margaret states. "Now try on the next one."

"Next one." I stare dumbly. "Aren't we done already."

"Oh we will be done, soon." Mia smiles. "We just have to try a few other colours and designs, then we will move to the next shop."

"Next shop." I raise an eyebrow.

"Don't worry we won't buy too much." Margaret says, scanning the new dress the sales rep had recommended to her.

Buy much.... This is already too much.

I think I will need a new closet after this.

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