You Saved Me

Katie's POV: A while later the girls and I decide to head out again, this time to a nail salon, which I just wait while they get their nails done, since I do my own anyway. I decide to sit next to Juliet though, while she gets hers done and talk to her.
"So, what are these parties anyway?" I ask.
"Well, the studio is having their annual Hoilday party soon, so that's where your formal dress will come into play, but after that, their new album comes out, so your galaxy outfit will be used for that. The guys then have another party shortly after the Golden Gods, where the dress code is all white, and sometime after the Golden Gods we can go pick out dresses for the other award cerimonies that they may have to go to," she explains, while a young woman paints her nails red to match her dress.
"Alright. And when is the Hoilday party?" I ask.
"December 20th," she says, "And so you know, Andy and I are having a party at our place on Christmas Eve, and you and your brothers are invited. So are Red, Rocket, Bunny, Echo, and Camdon, if you want to invite them too."
"Dress code?" I ask.
"Haven't really thought too much about it. Probably similar to the Golden Gods. Nice shirt and jeans for the guys, dresses for the girls," she says.
"Alright. That sounds good to me," I tell her, nodding my head, then looking at the design the woman is putting on Juliet's nails.
"Great!" she says happily, then asked, "So, remind me again why you're not getting your nails done?"
"Because I like to change my nail designs so much that it would actually be pointless to get them done, just for me to change it in the next day or so," I explain.
"I feel your pain, girl," the young woman who's doing Juliet's nails says, "I'm the same way. Like just last night I painted my nails with little hearts on them, and this morning changed it to this."
I look at her nails to see each one is done as a different character from a show I used to watch as a kid. Powerpuff Girls.
"You like the Powerpuff Girls?" I ask her.
"Yep. As embarrassing as it is to say, I still have all the Powerpuff dolls, my Powerpuff bed sheets, and my Powerpuff toys from the McDonalds Happy Meals," she says, blushing slightly.
"Don't be embarrassed," I tell her, "I have an obsession with Nightmare Before Christmas and a few old cartoons like Kim Possible, Invader Zim, and Pokemon. Even still watch them from time to time. Hell, my room is even done in Nightmare Before Christmas, and my boyfriend has a ton of Hello Kitty memrobilia at his house."
"Really?" she asked.
"Yep," I say.
"I like Sailor Moon and my boyfriends got a man crush on Batman," Juliet throws in, "And we've been open about that."
"Wow," the young woman says in awe.
"If you like something, you should never be afraid or embarrassed to express it," I tell her.
"Thanks for that," she says smiling at my words, and finishing Juliet's nails.
Once she's done, we head up to pay for Juliet's mani, where Juliet says, "That was very nice of you."
"Thanks," I say, smiling at her, then we walk out with the others who had finished not long before us. We all then head to the car, and finally head home. I thank the girls and give each one of them hugs before I head inside.
"Hey! Trouble's back!" Jeffree shouts when I walk into the living room.
I laugh at him, then say, "With some epicly cute outfits!"
"Who are you and what have you done with my sister?" Jayy asked, walking in the living room.
"Clearly she's not our Katie, because our Katie would never be this excited over getting new clothes, or going shopping," Dahvie says.
"Why does everyone keep saying that today?" I demand then set my bags on the couch and say, "I'm still Katie, I just love these outfits."
"Well, let's see them, sweetheart," Jeffree says, crossing his legs.
"Alright," I say, pulling my galaxy outfit out first and showing it off.
"Oh, I love it!" Jeffree says.
"That's really cute, actually," Dahvie says.
"Agreed," Jayy says.
I then pull the white outfit out, and they look at me as if I've lost my mind.
"Alright, Dahvie and Jayy are right. Who are you and what have you done with Katie? She'd never wear that, though I might," Jeffree says, causing me to roll my violet eyes at him.
"I'm Katie, but this is for a party the guys have to go to. Dress code's all white, and even though I don't really care for white, this is actually kind of cute," I say, then put it back in the bag and grab the bag with my dress in it.
"And what is this?" Jayy asked, pointing to the bag.
"Actually, it's my new favorite dress," I say, pulling it out and showing it off.
"Ah! It's beautiful! Go try it on and lets see what you look like in it!" Dahvie says, gushing over my dress. I swear, he's the gayest straight guy I've ever met, yet he's awesome and I'm grateful to have him as my brother.
"Alright, alright! Keep your hair on!" I call back, walking from the room, to my bathroom and quickly changing into the dress. I then walk out to my closet and grab the heels I plan to wear for the Golden Gods, and slip them on with ease.
I walk down the stairs and feel rather awkward when I see the three men standing at the bottom of the staircase, as if I were going to prom, or a wedding.
"Mirror, Mirror, on the wall..." Jeffree starts.
"Who's the fairest of them all?" Jayy finishes.
"The one and only Katie Monroe-Vanity," Dahvie says.
"What am I? Snow White now?" I demand.
"May as well be, because you look like a princess in that dress," Dahvie says, "A dark princess, but a princess nonetheless."
"Wait until she has her hair, makeup, and nails done. She's going to be the most beautiful woman at that party," Jeffree says, "I get to do your makeup, darling."
"So long as it's not bubbly to match yours," I say, "I need something a little more subtle."
"Subtle my ass, honey. You need something that would make you stand out more. I'm thinking black and gold," Jeffree tells me, "And for the lips gold and pink or gold and red."
"I get to do your hair," Dahvie says.
"And I'll make your nails fab," Jayy says, putting on his girly side.
"Alright. I'm cool with that," I tell them.
"When's this party?" Dahvie asked.
"The 20th," I tell him.
"Only a week away. Hmm...Follow me," he says, grabbing my hand and shooting up stairs into my room. He then drags me to my closet and throws an old t-shirt I use to dye my hair in, and a pair of shorts at me, and says, "Change into that, and come into the bathroom when you're done."
He then walks into my bathroom, and I quickly change once the doors closed. I then walk over to my balcony and open the doors wide, and head over to the bathroom door. I walk inside and Dahvie's already got a bleaching kit ready for me.
"Sit," he says, pointing to the chair at the vanity/sink area, and I follow his orders without a word. A moment later, he's running the bleach through my hair, after sectioning the bottom layers away from it.
"What are you going to do?" I ask him.
"Well, we need to take all the black and purple out of your hair, except the bottom half. We'll just re-dye that black when the time comes," he says, continuing to bleach my hair.
I don't argue, but I do take my phone out and snap a picture of myself, and send it to Ashley with a caption that reads, "Help me!"
Once it's sent, I open up a game on my phone and play until Dahvie says I'm done. He puts the clear hair cap on my head, and has me move out onto my balcony. Thank God my room is in the back of the house, or the neighbors might think I've lost my mind, officially this time.
I relax in the sun for a bit, Dahvie checking my hair from time to time, while I text Ashley and play my game. When it's time to wash the bleach out, Dahvie has me lean over the side of the tub, while he rinses it out with the detachable shower head.
Once it's all out, he dries my hair and clips it up out of the way, so he can dye the bottom part solid blue-black again. Now, I text Ashley and read Fallen in Love while waiting on the dye to set.
"I look like a skunk!" I say, looking in the mirror for the first time since Dahvie went on his hair dye frenzy.
"We're going to fix that tomorrow before anyone but us can see you," he tells me.
"You better," I growl at him, then head downstairs with him for dinner.
"What the hell did you do to her hair?!" Jeffree calls out from the table.
"We're going to add the red tomorrow, after the blonde has a day to settle, so it won't turn pink instead," Dahvie explains.
"I look like a skunk," I murmur unhappily, as I take the seat next to Jeffree.
"Like I said before, no one's going to see you like this but us," Dahvie says, sitting on the other side of me, "We'll put the red in after breakfast. How's that sound."
"Fine," I tell him, leaning my head on Jeffree's shoulder.

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