Athena’s POV My stomach was in knots, I felt like an imposter. Standing in front of the mirror I just stared at my reflection, I didn’t look like me in fact no, this isn’t me. Mum had arranged for stylists to do mine and Vanessa’s makeup, I didn’t wear it normally for I felt more comfortable in my natural state, that way I didn’t stand out and could remain invisible. I had dark smokey eyeshadow, eyeliner, blusher and bright pink lipstick, though why my makeup was this bright was beyond me. The stylist was given instructions to not leave until I had been ‘dolled up’. To please my mum, I kept my mouth shut and just let her get on with it, I wouldn’t be at the ball for long anyway.Taking a quick glance at the time I knew if I didn’t head down soon then my mum would physically come and get me. I stood in front of the door my hand trembling as it gripped onto the brass doorknob. C
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