Wrap Me In Plastic And Make Me Shine Novels & Stories

I whispered reverently. “It is literally human decoration,” he said. But I already snatched it out of his hand. The tinsel felt delicate and cool. Soft against my fingers. It hummed faintly with potential. I smiled. “Perfect.” Lucian froze. “What do you mean perfect?” “I can enhance it,” I said. “No,” Lucian said instantly. “Yes,” I corrected happily. Marek entered at that exact moment, carrying a box labeled Shatterproof Ornaments. He glanced up and paused. His eyes narrowed. “Why do you look excited?”

He grabbed my other hand and placed it over his heart and repeated our phrase, “for now, and for always.” Everyone gathered up, and I explained the glamour to them so that they could understand what it did and what to expect. It would make us invisible, but it did not mean that we could pass through things. It would be really nice if it worked that way, but it did not. I knew it was a sad thought that made me want to pout.

I grabbed a white puffed sleeve shirt and put it on, then I wore it with light green trousers and a pastel pink chunky cardigan to conceal my scars, making me feel slightly more at ease. Grabbing my toothbrush, I start to brush my teeth, whilst applying a light amount of mascara at the same time. What it's saving me time okay? Finishing up I look myself in the mirror once more pulling the pastel pink cardigan over my shoulder to cover a scar that's peaking out.

Lilly chuckles when my eyes begin to close, she bends over the top of me and whispers. “I can wrap your hair in plastic wrap if you want to have a nap, Lisha.” My eyes open at the sound of her voice, “That would be great; thanks, Lilly.” Once my hair is wrapped in plastic, I avoid looking in the mirror. I know I must look ridiculous, and I am glad Tyler isn't here to see me looking like this. I smile when Lilly’s fingers brush the tattoos on my face. “What about these?” I chuckle, “The blue bottle is a mix of arrowroot powder, cocoa powder, and carrier oil; it will cover the Seelie markings on my face.”

I stated as a matter of fact which only had Ryder plaster on a playful smirk. “It's called VIP for a reason, trust me if anything…she'll change your mind.” He added with a wink as he shoved me in the VIP area of the club whistling to one of the workers. She was busty and had her eyes raking my body up and down, you'd think I was the one standing in lingerie.

I mutter, storming into the bathroom and tossing them into the trash like the shame they represent. I flip the light on and stare at the reflection in the mirror. What greets me is both tragic and hilarious: glitter clings to every inch of my skin, like a crime scene dusted for fingerprints. The painted mask Astrid had drawn over my eyes is smeared, leaving streaks of blue and silver across my cheeks. My hair’s a tangled mess of curls, but not in a sexy, I-just-had-the-night-of-my-life way more like I lost a fight with a confetti cannon.

I have my hair In a loose bun by the time I'm out for the shower, I oiled my skin, making it glow so bright. My eyes are no longer dull, my lip is no longer twitched in an annoying manner. I feel happy with myself. Happy that I'm happy within. The very person that's brought me sorrow in the last few months is now the same person making me happy. He's always been the one making me happy.

I wasn't prepared to be so broken without you… ___________________________________ "I want her complete makeover," Sterling infomed and my eyes fell on her, the way she talks..walks.. with so much confidence, with class, I can't do this...I can't..I can't compete with them. A lady came near me and wrapped a piece of plastic on my neck. "Mam, this is to save your dress from getting dirty" she informed me and I nodded. She started putting on a face pack and I leaned on the chair, closing my eyes, feeling the coolness of the pack..all over my face..my neck.

The sparkling water rippled and the rings began to glow. The world around me exploded into light. It was as if the moon itself had descended, enveloping me in its ethereal glow. I was momentarily blinded, and when I finally managed to blink away the spots dancing in my vision, I found myself encased in what looked like a giant, pearlescent bubble.

“Uh… I don’t think I’ll need makeup. It’s past ten and I'm actually going home—” “Could you please just do it?” she whined, giving me that wide-eyed, pouty-lipped puppy look. “It’s my way of saying thanks. Because I just know Heidi Bier 'the bitch' is getting canceled tomorrow—and you, sweet little thing, are the main character.” She clasped her hands dramatically under her chin. I sighed, accepting my fate. And ended up being dollified by Amy Ambrose. “This,” she said, holding up a sleek lipstick tube, “is one of my unreleased products. Aurora Shade Plus Glitter. Reddish-pink. And you are the first to wear it.”