Chapter 2

Ondina

"Are you even listening?" Camille asked in frustration.

"I'm sorry what did you say? "

"I said we are going out. You know with music and drinking and dancing?" Camille said with annoyance.

"What? I have work in the morning. I can’t go out!"

"Oh, come on! It's not like your gonna get fired! You're the best server they got and Brian knows it! Now come on I got the perfect outfit for you." Camie grabbed onto Ondina’s wrists and yanked her off the bed. They walked down the hall to Camille's room.

"Just so you know, I'm only going because I feel like it. Not, because you told me I had to." She announced as they arrived at her bedroom door.

There was just about every shade of pink that decorated camie's room. Though it was expected, knowing pink was camie's favorite color, it still baffled her every time she entered this pink madness.

"You seriously need to lay off the pink Camie. Seriously, too much pink can cause seizures." She states as a matter of fact.

"Ha. Ha. You made a funny." Camille said sarcastically.

Camille walked over to her closet, while Ondina picked up a music box that revealed a ballerina in a powder pink dress. She sat patiently on the foot of the bed while Camie roamed through her closet and twisted the broken handle of the music box.

"OMG your gonna look so hot in this!" Camille yelled enthusiastically.

Ondina looked up from the broken music box and to her best friend, who was now holding what looked like a black and red mini dress and red bottoms. Camille has always been into fashion. Of course, she couldn't afford anymore than her, but if camie loved it, she bought it.

"Wow, you have other colors than pink?"

"Ha! Five funnies in one day? That's a new record for you Onny."

Camille tossed the mini dress onto the bed and along with Red Bottoms and continued through her closet. Ondina retrieved the mini dress and walked across the room to a body length mirror and held it up to herself. The dress appeared too small and too short for her.

"Um I don't think this is gonna fit me, Camie." She said, insecurity written all over her face. I'm gonna look ridiculous in this. What was she thinking.

"Oh, believe me. It's gonna fit you."

Ondina went down the hall and into the bathroom to put on the dress. Camie you better be right. Because if this is too tight. We gone fight. She opened the door to the bathroom and walked out with her arms hugging her body. She headed back to Camille's room and watched Camie examine herself in a large sized mirror in the outfit of her choice. It was a silk rose gold spaghetti strap mini dress that stopped mid-thigh and hugged to her hips and bottom like a second skin, while around her breast, it lay loosely just enough to graze her nipples. Making them peak.

Camille turned her attention to Ondina who was now standing in the doorway and stated.

"OMG! I knew that was gonna look great on you! Come here!" Camille grabbed her hand and tugged her in front of the body length mirror.

Ondina looked at herself in shock. I- Love this! She's never getting this back! The black and red mini dress she wore was the total opposite of Camilles. It was strapless and made of satin and lace. Red satin lay hidden underneath a thick black lace pattern that hugged her body perfectly, showing off her thin hourglass figure. The back dropped down the the small of her back, while a thin black ribbon rested in a repeated X pattern across her back.

"I told you It would fit." Camille stated. "Now, let's do your make up."

Camille had chosen natural shades for herself to bring out her crystal blue eyes and chosen different shades of brown and gold to compliment Ondina’s light brown eyes.

"I promise we are almost done just let me do your hair please!" Camille exclaimed.

"My hair is fine... Your hair is fine!" Ondina stated in annoyance.

"Well yes I know my hair is fine but um... I'm not letting you go out with your hair just up in a ponytail." Camille stated. "You have such beautiful hair; you should always wear it down. At least I would.”

Giving up the fight, Ondina let her do her hair. Camille pulled her chocolate locks free. Letting her curls fall loosely around her face and pulling just a few to the top of her head and pinning them.

"All done." Camille said with a look of satisfaction. Ondina inspected herself through the full length mirror one last time. Camille really did make her up. She looked like a completely different person. Her curls fell loosely down her back and over her shoulders and complimented her face, bringing out her high cheek bones and full lips.

"You look so beautiful, Onny!" Camille said as she stepped into the mirror right next to her. Camille was a few inches taller than Ondina and three shades lighter than her too. With pen straight blonde hair that fell at the band of a bra strap. Just about six inches shorter than Ondina’s.

"Ready to go?" Ondina asked.

"Am I ever!" Camille said with excitement.