Chapter 2

I stuck my hand in the bag of toffee popcorn and pulled out as many as my hand could carry before shoving them in my mouth. The crunch and sweetness literally filling my body with happiness as I read for the notes my professor at college had sent out for everybody in class to read. I was a biology major and was really interested in going in to medicine, which meant medical school, but I was finding it incredibly difficult to study at home because I was more of a visual learner; I liked lab work over written work basically.

"Savanna! You're still here? You know Samuel is about to arrive sweetheart" My mom announced as she entered the living room, aiming straight for the popcorn bag I had next to me.

"Mom! I was eating them!" I replied, trying to grab it off her but it was no use because I was too lazy to stand up and take it from her. "They're mine now" She grinned eagerly as she began eating whatever was left which honestly was not much.

"You hired Samuel again? Don't you think getting my makeup down is a little extra-" She instantly widened her eyes, her famous tool that scared the living hell out of anybody in reaching distance. "This ball is probably the most important event of the year, it's more important then Christmas!" She exclaimed, see, told you it was extra.

"It is! But I literally don't feel like sitting in a chair for three hours and getting my hair and makeup done when I can just do it myself in an hour" I continued, throwing my arms up for extra exaggeration. She sighed placing the bag down on the coffee table in front of me before coming and sitting down next to me on the couch.

"You have always looked forward to this ball ever since you were old enough to wear a gown, my family literally only still host it because it brings us all together, this is really important to me baby, you know that right?" She spoke, sincerity in her voice making me smile and nod. "And I can't wait to go" I ended, I loved and appreciated my mom too much to let her down. So what if I felt tired and just wanted to be a slob for tonight? But she was right, I loved this night, I looked forward to it every single year but honestly, for whatever reason, I have just not been feeling myself recently. It was just one of those phases, you know.

"Te vas a ver hermosa mi princesa, siempre lo haces (you will look beautiful my princess, you always do)" She said as she tucked my hair behind my ear as I smiled at her. "Eres la mejor, te amo mama (you're the best, I love you mum)" I replied, leaning forwards and kissing her cheek before I jumped up and pulled my hair out of its top knot.

"Let's get glammed up!" I screamed doing a little dance making her laugh as we both left the room.

It was indeed just over 3 hours of glam that I was honestly expecting. Samuel was an amazing makeup artist but he talked so much, it held him back. It was funny watching my mom telling him to speed it up and him just speeding his talking up instead of his actual work. Andrea was our family hair stylist, she did my moms hair all the time because my mom was the type to get her hair done to literally go shopping; she was always dressed to impress. Good for her though, her daughter was dressed to be a mess most of the time.

"Are my girls anywhere near ready?" My dads voice was heard from outside of the kitchen and soon enough, he entered wearing a very dashing tuxedo. It was a black crisp suit with a plain white button up underneath with a bow tie. My dad always knew how to dress, actually, my parents had amazing style; can't say the same for me unless you count sweats and sports bras as 'glam dressing'.

"Ooo look at you Aldo Montano, lookin like a whole man" I sang making everybody in the room laugh, including my dad.

"Thank you, whatever that meant Im sure it was a compliment" He continued before he turned his attention to my mom who was dressed and ready to go. I was left to get dressed but that wouldn't take long at all, unless I ended up hating how the dress looked on me and then it would be a further 30 minutes of crying.

"You look stunning, Isla, as always" I couldn't help but smile at my parents who looked at one another with all the love in the world. Then I looked away as they literally KISSED in front of me, then it was too much for me.

"I'm going to run before this turns in to something I do not want to see." I announced making them laugh before I jumped out of the seat; thanked my stylists of course, before running upstairs to my room where I found my dress laid out and ready for me. I stripped off, moisturised my body for the 10th time; I just wanted to smell fresh throughout the entire evening you feel? I then slipped on the dress and I was yet again reminded of how in love with it I was when I first saw it.

Poppy got me.

I realised I needed somebody to tie me up from the back so I quickly left my room and stood by the staircase. "Mom!" I called out, twice might I add until I saw her walk over to the stairs. "I need help!" I called out. She walked up the stairs and I returned to my bedroom where I stood in front of the mirror, waiting as she walked in.

She turned and looked at me, the widest smile on her face as she lifted her hand and covered her mouth, "You look absolutely beautiful my baby" I could hear her crying voice and that meant she was getting emotional.

"Thank you mama but no crying! Samuel won't be happy" I reminded her as she quickly patted away her tears, being careful not to ruin her makeup. She approached me before she took a hold of the strings and tied the back for me.

"Thanks, you look so hot by the way" I told her with a smirk as she smiled, almost pouting. "I do?" She replied, sass in her voice before we laughed.

"Don't forget your jewellery" She quickly said, walking over to my vanity where I had kept the jewellery boxes out. She opened them up before walking over to me, first she clasped the bracelet and then the necklace. They were a matching set of real silver jewellery. They were both diamond encrusted and were thin and dainty, perfect for an outfit like this that spoke volumes without any jewellery at all. Since the neckline of this dress was a little high, the necklace itself was a little looser than a choker but not droopy so it didn't overpower the neckline of the dress.

I already put on my rings as rings were my favourite item of accessory, they just made me so happy and made my fingers look pretty of course. I then pulled on the nude strapy heels I had paired with this dress before standing up, taking a final look in at the mirror.

"Stunning. You are just so beautiful." My mom was awesome, I know.

"Te amo mama" I smiled, taking her hand in mine as we left my room, she gave me an air kiss so that neither of our makeup were ruined. I always went for a soft glam when it came to getting my makeup done. I just didn't think a full glam look suited my face for some reason and preferred neutral colours and soft, dewy skin. My hair was curled in very loose waves and fell down my back, I took pride in it because of how much it had grown and how the colour of my hair was a natural blondish brown, almost like balayage but without the dye.

"Daddy left before us?" I asked as I saw that my dad was nowhere to be seen, he was normally waiting by the door impatiently with his men at his side.

A lot of protection.

"Yes! He grew impatient and said that it would be good if he head of early to meet with the guests," My mom replied as we left the house, following the guards to the black Rolls Royce that was waiting for us. "Mama, this is your event, shouldn't you be the one greeting guests?" I asked, trying to sound as nice as possible.

"Don't sass me" she said before stepping in to the car, laughing.

As you can probably see by now, we laughed a lot. My mom acted like she was my age although she was very young, she wasn't one of us. When my friends came to stay she was would sit and try and join in with the conversation as if she understood anything that was going on and her only excuse would be that she was still in her 30's so she deserved to be a part of the girls.

Get married young she says, like it's that easy.