Nerd Makeover Novels & Stories

She looked taller, in the black leather thigh boots she was wearing, which fitted her outfit, making her appear more like a mini Taylor Swift. Brent found himself unable to retract his gaze from her beautiful face. Though she was putting on makeup, it was light and made her beauty more classy and enchanting. Tiffy was always confident with her looks and figure, but the intense gaze Brent was giving her made her feel nervous. She felt Stark naked under his heated gaze. "My bad, am I that overdressed ?. '' Tiffy said, as she walked forward. Swaying her hourglass shape. Her dark long hair trailing down her waist.

The mirror is foggy, my reflection too. I dress slowly. Every movement is precise, studied. Dark jeans, a black turtleneck. A well-tailored beige jacket. No trace of provocation. Nothing that screams. I want to go unnoticed. I want to be that silhouette that is immediately forgotten. In front of the mirror, I apply light makeup. Just enough to smooth my features. To diminish the shadows under my eyes. I am tired, but there is no way that shows. In the kitchen, the silence is almost comfortable. I pour myself a coffee and two slices of toast. I quickly take a bite and two sips.

She knew it would be difficult for Katherine to get ready on her own. "You don't need to ask," Katherine shouted her reply, a smile on her face. With the help of Hannah, Katherine was transformed into a beautiful goddess. She was no longer looking like a nerd as her glasses had long been discarded, replaced with contact lenses. "Just look at how stunning and gorgeous you look," Hannah commented, feeling proud of her work in transforming her nerdy best friend into a different person. "I think it's time you got rid of these glasses for good, Kat. You really need to start making up more."

" That's a pretty good brain there nerd " he says " Don't you have other things to do ? " I ask him, getting irritated by his presence " Oh are you telling me to leave ? " he pouts jokingly " Maybe.. now that you understand then leave " I say " I like it when you're angry nerd " he says " Stop calling me nerd,it's Raine " I almost yell " I know it's Raine nerd but I like nerd better nerd " he keeps saying nerd again and again.

I kick his bedframe to make sure he jolts awake. He startles upright, nearly impaling himself dozens of times on my Neron. His wide, cinnamon brown eyes find mine in the dim light. “You’re right about some things,” I say, my voice low and dark. “The galaxy can’t use Neron in interplanetary warfare. We can’t trust them to govern themselves and the Neron trade. But what you’ve done is conquer the galaxy with fear. There are about a hundred different ways that this could be done better. Your turn is over.”

I had no idea what she had planned for my little makeover, but I couldn't deny my pure excitement to find out. "We'll start with the hair," a stylish red-head spoke up, grabbing some bottles of product from the back wall. I couldn't see exactly what she was holding, but it looked like a lot of stuff. "We're still going with the neon green, right Nikki?" She appeared to be joking, although I honestly found it hard to tell. "What happened to the hot pink?" Nikki replied, trying to hide her smile but failing miserably. "I guess lime green will do." "Y'all are scaring me," I groaned. "Let's just get this over with."

"I’m saying, welcome to Operation: Breakup Package." I arched a brow. "That sounds... concerning." "Correction: it sounds iconic." She flipped her hair. "No good breakup is complete without a makeover. You are about to be pampered, scrubbed, and transformed into the goddess you were always meant to be—like a phoenix rising from the ashes." I huffed. "Sounds exhausting." "Second," she continued, "is a killer outfit. The kind that makes men choke on their drinks and women question their life choices."

“And darling, we are burning that hoodie.” I clenched my hoodie tightly. “Oh, she’s getting a full-on rebirth,” Ricardo snapped, pulling a compact mirror from his pocket and inspecting his own reflection with a sigh. “I’m going to have to stage an intervention. Emergency exfoliation, a full wax, and God help us—hydration. How long have you been using drugstore moisturizer, sweetheart?” I mumbled something incoherent. Ricardo clicked his tongue. “Tragic. Follow me, Cinderella. We’re turning that pumpkin into a Rolls Royce.”

Neil agreed, grinning. I sighed in relief. I would hate to wear something that would make me feel uncomfortable, and this dress gave me all the confidence I needed. Moreover, I was glad that this whole preparation part was over... or so I thought. "Great!" Neil excitedly clapped his hands. "Now for the hair and makeup." I should have known that it wasn't the end of torture. After two additional hours, I was proven that my dull blond hair could actually shine and fall gracefully in commercial-like smooth waves, and with a finished makeover from the makeup artist, I could barely recognize myself in a mirror.

The man among them greeted me, my eyes bulged, he was a popular beautician in the human world and I heard that he was gay, but his fashioned sense is something I have always loved, back then Hilary had dreamed of having a makeover by him and now, Rupert had made it possible for me to have him beautify me. "Good evening Noah." I greeted giving him that sweet smile. "I am so glad that the royal family chose me to make your hair and your makeup." Noah said. "I trust you will do a good makeover on my face." I replied with a sweet smile. It didn't take much time before the makeover on my face started. My nails, hair, and make-up. When they finished, the outcome was something I didn't see coming,