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Rita shot back and I snorted. An hour later, after leaving Drew to babysit Jordan and pestering me, leaving no room for denial I found myself in the spa with them. We had gone through skincare already. It was already time for manicure and pedicure. I had them fix acrylic nails, completely in black color with silver glitters at the tip on both my finger and toenails. They gushed over it, then did the same designs on their nails. "Finally, we can leave now right?" I asked when the manicurist informed me that she was done.

The nail technicians signaled the completion of their work, and we took a moment to admire our newly adorned fingers and toes. Izzy inspected her nails, satisfied with the bold coffin shape and the vibrant red color she had chosen. Emma went for a delicate round nail shape, painted in a nude shade that complemented her well. As for me, I opted for almond-shaped nails painted in a caramel brown color, mirroring the shade on my toenails. A job well done indeed. °°°°°° "Your hair smells so good I can't stop sniffing it," Izzy remarked to Emma as we all lay huddled together on a makeshift bed on the living room floor.

"Maybe something like that, with a bit more volume?" Clara's eyes lit up. "A bob would be perfect for your face shape and texture," she agreed. "And we can definitely add some volume for a touch of sass." A kind-faced stylist named Ellie, who looked barely out of college, gently washed Mom's hair, her fingers working magic in removing tangles and creating a soothing lather. All the while, Ellie chatted with Mom about her favorite movies and music, making her laugh with funny stories. Meanwhile, Clara led me to a separate station to discuss a manicure for Mom. She presented a dazzling array of nail polishes, from classic reds to shimmery pinks and daring purples.

"You can't nail the coffin shut!" Everyone present was a little confused by her reaction. I also looked at her, pretending to be confused. "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" "No… It's just that if you nail the coffin shut, won't it make it less breathable?" I almost could not hold back the smile on my face. Several relatives were present. I bet that Jessie would not want to lose her job because she helped fake Raymond's death. After all, the death certificate had been issued. It would surely spell the end of her career.

I swallowed hard, picking up the ballet pink polish. I painted her nails carefully, making sure each one was perfect. Thea held her hands still, watching with rapt attention as the nearly-nude polish transformed her fingertips. Just for fun, I added a touch of glitter to the top of hers, and added some to mine as well. When I was finished, she admired them in the lamplight, turning her hands this way and that.

When I stepped out, freshly bathed and relaxed, I was ready for the rest of our plans: mani-pedis, baking, and then a movie marathon. Heather wanted to do her nails in clear polish this time, which was a very odd choice for her. She usually went for neon pinks or deep reds. I raised a brow but said nothing, though I suspected it had something to do with her plans for that waitress. I chose to block that thought out for my own mental health. I chose a deep, espresso brown for my nails. I wasn't sure why I picked it. Maybe because it felt dark and grounded—but the end result looked sophisticated, so I was happy with it.

Today we didn't have classes, but I chose to use my time studying while Madeline opted to get a DIY manicure. “Pretty,” I drawled, observing her handiwork. Her nails were painted purple, with a touch of dark and sparkly glitter. Madeline wiggled her toes, “If you like, I can do yours?" I let out a laugh, turning the chair to face my books. "Maybe later." From the corner of my eyes, I saw her shrug, before going back to admire her nails. She hummed into the silence, admiring her artwork, while I spun a pen between my fingertips, contemplating dropping math.

My nails look like a shiny rainbow of flowers. Annalise POV I'm at the nail salon with Brianna and I'm having a great time I drew the flowers from my tattoo and asked if I could have these in purple and blue on each nail the back ground being shiny with sparkles in pearl white and then adding some more sparkles on the flowers or finger jewels which ever and the same for my toenails. She does great, and while my nails are drying me and Brianna keep talking. We had decided we both always wanted to own a shop of some kind, and we'd both been discussing ideas all day it's been crazy fun.

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Anne booked her to do my hair the day of the ball before we left and she squealed with excitement. Next we went to the nail salon where we all got manicures and pedicures. Because the adults shift into their wolves often they didn't get anything special done, just manicures and their nails painted, but the young Beta girl that was about my age got gel tips, so I figured I would try them too. I got my nails colored in dark green with silver Christmas designs to match my dress, and everyone else got colors and designs to match their dresses too. I loved my nails, but I loved Alana's clear nails with plaid red, green white and silver going through them. When Anne went to pay for our nails the w