chapter 16 / chapter 18
I silently held two fingers up behind the photographers head, and the guys struggled not to burst out laughing. The photographer, who’s name was Simon, obviously suspected that they were laughing at something I was doing, and I pulled my hand down, and smiled sweetly at him.
He tightly smiled, and turned back around. I laughed noiselessly, as they went back to shooting pictures. I leaned down by Simon’s ear, and said, "Could you stop a moment. I need to fix something with Jc’s hair." He put his camera down, and I walked out to everyone.
"What’s up?" JC asked, when I reached him.
I shrugged, and started playing with his hair. "Nothing. I just made up an excuse to come and talk to you." He smiled. "And fix your hair, also. It had a weird thing going on." I stared at his head. "Hmmm . . . I have an idea."
"What are you going to do?" he asked.
I ran quickly to my backpack, and grabbed a hat out of it. "Here," I said, as I placed it on his head. "Much better." I stared into his eyes, and kissed him.
"We are on a time schedule here," Simon said loudly. I quickly kissed him again, and ran back 0out of the way.
"Yeah, Simon, go ahead," I told him.
He glared up at me. "That’s not my name," he muttered. "It’s Steven."
Who cares? I thought. "Sorry . . . Steven." I rolled my eyes.
***
"They had to pose into the gayest positions. I felt so sorry for them," I told Susie and Laura, as we put our make-up on that night.
"So are we passed all the bitchiness?" Laura asked. She leaned over and put on some eye liner. "I’d hate a replay of that shit."
"Yeah. I’m done. I promise not to get all . . . crazy next time . . . anything like that happens. But it’s not like I have anything out of my past that’s bad. We pretty much let all of it out." I smiled at Susie. "Thanks, actually. I feel like a ton of bricks have been lifted off of my back."
"You’re welcome . . . I think." Susie went sat down on the bed in the other room. She lay on her back, and stared up at the ceiling. "You know, sometimes I think, about what it would be like to actually have guys like me."
Laura and I turned and looked at her, simultaneously. I glanced at Laura. "You know, I’m thinking that Joey likes you. Do you have any interest in him?"
Susie was still. "No, not really. He’s just a . . . friend."
"Well, let’s see what we can do," Laura said. "Why don’t we see what we can arrange." She grinned evilly. "Susie, get your butt over here. I’m going to . . . fix you up."
Susie got up, slowly. She had a hesitant look on her face. "I’m not too sure about this."
"Oh, come on, girl," I told her. "We won’t screw you up. We’re just going to find you a guy. You did just say that you wanted one."
She got off the bed. "Sure. But if I look like a clown, I’m not leaving the room." She sat down in a chair, I pulled over for her.
"Okay . . . " Laura uttered. "Where shall we start?"
"The hair. then we can figure out what to do with her make up," I added. I twirled the seat around, and Susie shrieked, holding onto the chair.
"None of that," she told me. "I will let you guys do this to me, but no chair spinning." I smiled.
***
"You look so great," I said, shocked. My mouth dropped open. "Damn."
Susie laughed. "Thanks." She looked down. "God. Kinda scary." She peeked into the mirror.
"We going to go?" Laura asked. "I can’t sit any longer." She bounced up and down.
I looked one last time in the mirror, and sauntered over to the door. We made our way down to the first floor, Susie checking herself out in the mirrors that we passed along the way. She was wearing a little red dress, that ended right above her knee. Laura was wearing black pedal pushers, and a light blue satiny tank top. I was wearing a strapless white flowery dress, that was extremely short.
When we got to the boy's room, i made sure, that I didn't have any toilet paper stuck to me, or something, while Laura knocked on the door. It swung open.
"My lord," Chris muttered. "Susie?" he asked. She nodded, smiling. "Damn, you look good!" He laughed.
She blushed. "Shut up, Chris."
"Everyone! Come look at Suze! She looks hot!" he yelled.
"Oh God," she mutttered.
