Chapter 8

The next day,

Charlotte's alarm ranged loudly, she quickly got up from her bed and dashed to her bathroom, she washed her face and let the warn water flowed down her delicate skin.

She sat down beside her dressing table, she tied her hair and applied some lipstick, she then stroded downstairs.

She came downstairs looking as fresh as snow white, she already met Cheyanne in the sofa, popcorn on her hands, and her eyes glued to the TV.

She seemed to be really engrossed while watching the show that she didn't notice when Charlotte came in.

Charlotte yawned, as she stared at her sister who was busy with the TV.

"Good Morning" Charlotte simply gretted her, her eyes taking a sneak preview of the show that was being displayed on the television, she simply felt bored.

She was not in the mood to watch TV, all she wanted was to see her dress, the dress that's she ordered last night.

She tied her blonde hair into a perfect bun, she also tainted her lips with some faint lips gloss making her look like a actress, still her beauty outshined others.

"Oh, good morning, I didn't see you, sorry" Cheyanne turned to look at her and wore a apoplectic look, she shuffled her hair together.

She tapped her hand to the empty seat on the sofa, pulling her attention so that she could seat on it.

"It's okay" Charlotte smiled, she took her seat beside Cheyanne as they watched the show together, the twins shared everything in common, they were identical and sometimes it was hard to differentiate who was who.

The only thing they didn't share in common was their personalities, their personalities were the complete opposite to each other, they were different in some particular things.

She was innocent, gentle pure and didn't know how wicked life was but Charlotte was evil, cruel and knew all basic of life.

Cheyanne kept sneaking her hand into the bowl of popcorn and crunching on it happily as she kept laughing due to what was displaying on the television.

On the other hand, Charlotte mind wasn't there at all, she was not in the mood to even watch the show, she was thinking about the dress she ordered yesterday, wasn't it supposed to be delivered to her door step.

Though, she ordered it late, still she payed double the money just to get that particular dress delivered this morning. She kept gazing at the direction of the door.

"What's going on?" Cheyanne noticed her absurd behavior, why was behaving like this early in the morning?

"Nothing" Charlotte smiled at her, the door bell rang, and that was when Charlotte calmed down, she let out a breath of relief, she stood up and opened the door.

The delivery man was standing right outside with the box etched on the corner of her hand.

"Miss, are you Charlotte Roberts?" He asked her scanning her from head to toe.

"Yes, I am" She had a cynical look.

"Alright miss, there you go" He handed her the box and left.

She smiled to herself as she held the box in her hand, she closed the door and placed the box on the table.

"What's that?" Cheyanne gazed at her, scanning the box from head to toe.

"I ordered the dress yesterday night" She opened the box and brought out the red wine dress, the dress shined due to the diamonds that was embroidered on them.

It screamed richness, it was a off shoulder dress, that seemed just right for her liking, she scanned the dress with a happy face, she loved the dress so much, it had a cut in the knee side.

Charlotte picked up the dress and scurried upstairs with a smile on her beautiful face.

Cheyanne watched as she left with her gown, normally she was bored, she was really bored, she could as well tag along with her sister to the ball, since there was nothing she was doing at home.

She tried her best to push away the thought of Jason, but as much as she tried, his thoughts kept on coming back.

His smile, his friendly touch, why was her life like this? she felt angry and sad, it has been two damn years since she saw him, he moved out of the county, and never called nor texted her.

The day he left the country was the day she confessed her feelings to him. Sigh.....

She stroded upstairs to her room, she opened her large wardrobe and gazed at the variety of clothes that was displayed.

From different ranges of colours, their mum was the queen of fashion so it was quite normal for her to have those number of clothes.

She tried not to be touchy or picky, so she settled down with a dull coloured red dress, the dull coloured cloth seemed not to fit her well but she embroidered it with one of her flats shoes.

She wore one of her mother's amulet, and dressed her hair in a cute way, designing it with some hair clips.

She went downstairs and sat down on the couch waiting for her sister, Charlotte.

After minutes of dressing, Charlotte dressed in the beautiful dress and came downstairs with a smile on her face.

The dress she ordered hugged and curved her body in a diligent way, it looked perfect on her body, giving her a better look.

"How do I look?" Charlotte dazzled around, revealing her nice curve.

"You look beautiful" Cheyanne admired her sister, as she smiled at her.

"Great" Charlotte smile, "Grandmother just called me and said that we should meet her at the family mansion" She smiled.

"Okay, that's nice, let's go" Cheyanne grabbed her car keys and they both zoomed to the Roberts family mansion.