Chapter 3- The talk

                Kylie's POV 

I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was 5: 30 am. I woke up too early even before my alarm goes off.

It is not that I'm a morning person. I hate mornings, it's stressful.  

But I tend to be today because of the excitement I have for going to school. I know there is nothing to be excited for, I heard school is stressful but I want to experience it. It is better than being homeschooled, just wake up, binge watching on Netflix then wait for your teacher to come, teach for a hour or so I guess and eat and go to bed. 

That's freaking boring.

Okay enough of all those details. I'm in a crisis, someone help me, anybody.

I sighed in disappointment looking at my wardrobe. 

It is not that I don't have clothes to put on to school. I have, infact many of them and that is the problem. I never knew having fancy and expensive clothes will be a problem one day.

I don't even have an idea on what to wear or how I should disguse myself. Everything is just convincing.

I ruffled my hair frustrated.

Oh God, I think I need mom help.

I removed the towel and apply lotion on my body and wore a baggy top and a short then went to mum's room.

I just love baggy tops.

Well the actual reason why I love it because it makes me picture the way I will be in my boyfriend's tops.

Silly me.

I giggled thinking about it.

I knocked her door gently, surprise she even heard it.

"Maya,I will come downstairs for breakfast. " I heard her say.

She thinks it is one of the maids, there are too many maids here. I wonder who is Maya.

I shrugged.

" Kye's mom it is me." I said as I knocked again.

" Kylie ? "

I rolled my eyes. " Who else want to call you Kye's mom ? "

" Silly child." She muttered as the door knob twisted and opened.

" You can not just call me Mom as a normal child do."

" Well I am not normal." I grinned at her.

She rolled her eyes. " So what brings you to my room ? Or you miss me too much that you can not wait to see me." She smiled.

I laughed. " Well sorry to say I came here to ask for your help since you are a makeup artist." 

She rolled her eyes and squealed.

Well she is weird.

" So why are you doing it ? " She asked as she walked to her closet and brought out her makeup kit.

" Mom don't you remember I told I will be going to school and I am going in a disguise. "

"Oh... School, I wonder why you can't stay at home and study." She said cleaning the makeup kit.

" Mom.... "

" Sorry... Anyways I hope it is not clown's makeup I'm doing for you. "

" Mum be serious. "

" I'm serious. Okay what do you want me to do ? "

" I don't know. Just do your stuff. " I smiled at her.

" Okay,I have the perfect look. Sit down." She gestured to the chair infront of the mirror.

I sat down then she started doing her magic on my face.

My butt was already aching me, this was one of the reasons I like putting light makeup. It does not take time.

" I'm through and I still have my touch." She smiled proudly at her work which I'm still get to see.

I was about to turn to check the mirror but she stopped me.

" Wait. Something is still missing." She said and walked to her closet then brought out a glass with her.

She put it on for me.

" Now I'm done." She said. " You can have a look."

I turned to check.

I looked different, It did not even show I apply makeup, my face changed a bit. There was a touch of freckles on my cheeks.

The glass I wore made me look like a nerd.

" So how is it ? "

" Did you even apply make-up on my face ? It is like you perform surgery on my face."

She chuckled. " I did not even apply anything. I only draw freckles on your face and apply powder that's all."

" Wait that is only the thing you did on my face and I spent hours sitting down."

" Hey you did not spend hours, it is just after 6 so you are supposed to say minutes." She grins.

I rolled my eyes.

" I am not even through yet." She said and went to her closet and brought a small box with her and a dye spray.

She removed the glass and put the Amber contact lens in my eyes changing my eyes's colour. She then sprayed the dye on my hair.

" Now you look like an hot nerd." She winked at me.

I giggled. 

Ken entered the room without knocking.

" Mom I can't find Kylie in her room, where is she ? Has she gone to school ? It is too early to go to school. " He said then turned to me.

" Mom who is she ?... Hi. " He waved at me blushing.

I wonder what he is making him to blush.

" Hey." I waved at him back.

He smiled shyly.

What is wrong with this one ?

" She is my daughter." Mom said.

" Huh ?" He turned to me confused on why she said it.

" Ken what is making your face turn red ? " I asked him.

His face turn redder. " Nothing." He said as he used his palm to cover his cheeks.  " Your voice sounds familiar, it sounds like my sister's."

" Awwn." I cooed. " You recognize my voice, that's sweet. "

" Wait you are Kylie ? "

I nodded my head.

" Eew. " He formed a disgust face.

" What ? is it my fault that you crushed on me at first sight ? "

" I did not." He said defensively and stomp his foot on the floor.

" Really ? " I raise a brow.

" Mom I'm going to prepare for school." He said and walked out.

Mom was laughing.

I turned to mom. " Mom you need to give him the talk."

" Why ? He is too young to listen to it."

" Well he is too young to have crushes." I said.

" Well he is not at fault, he saw an hot nerd, I am so great." She said proudly.

I rolled my eyes and walked out.

" You can't even say thank you." She shouted.

" It is your job but you know I'm grateful, love you Mom." I shouted.

" Love you too baby." I heard say.

Now to look for Ken.

" Ken come here and listen to your talk, you are too young to have crushes. Where are you ? Come and listen."

" I am not interested." He shouted from wherever he is.

I giggled.