Chapter 7

Charlotte tried to pull Inaaya out of her gray sedan which had black interiors and leather covers on the seats. Inaaya whined, "I don't want to go anywhere. Let her kill me"

Charlotte rolled her eyes, "Don't be such a drama queen"

She had her head leaning against the seat, "How did you convince my grandparents for all of this?"

Charlotte shrugged with a smile, "It was easy. I just told them what happened leaving out small details and they allowed me to give you a makeover. To give you a little confidence. Even though they don't know me that well, they still trusted me...Huh!"

She pouted, "But I don't want a makeover"

Charlotte pulled her out of the car, shutting the door behind her, "Well, then do it for them. They want you to show the world what you can do"

Inaaya observed the big shop named 'Exquisite'. The salon had black and white interiors and ladies sitting in for various purposes. One woman was having her nails polished while bickering on phone with her husband, probably. One of them had a green slime over her face. Inaaya made a face which one of the workers noticed. Quickly, she followed Charlotte who was talking to the lanky guy with purple highlights in his hair. He passed a big smile to Inaaya before gesturing her to sit in the chair. He introduced himself, "I am Ryan. I am so glad Coco, the lovely Coco brought you here. I am the best you could get."

He studied Inaaya saying, "You don't need lot of work if you just maintain yourself"

Inaaya furrowed her brows, "Really?"

Ryan turned to Charlotte asking, "What do you want me to do?"

Inaaya replied before she could answer, "I don't want my sister to even recognize me. That way my life will be spared"

Something clicked in Charlotte's mind. She gave Inaaya a wicked smile. She ordered, "Change her"

After some hours, Inaaya was sitting in front of the mirror in shock. She trembled, "Who...who is that?"

Charlotte laughed, "That is you"

The damaged, messy brown curls have turned into straight silver tresses with fringes covering her forehead. Her thick eyebrows were medium arched with her cheekbones becoming more prominent because of make-up and her lips were rose pink. Her fingers donned scarlet nail-paint. Charlotte smilingly ran her fingers through her hair, "Make-up can change people. Now your sister won't even recognize you"

Inaaya glanced at herself and laughed, "She is going to freak out"

Ryan combed her hair, "I am so proud of my work. Who needs a plastic surgery when I can do wonders here?"

Inaaya joked, "That was my last option"

After paying at the counter and collecting the free samples from Ryan, Charlotte wrapped her arm around Inaaya saying, "Now, we are going shopping. What do you think where to first? Louis Vuitton, H&M or something Versace?"

Her eyes were widened. Charlotte sighed, "You don't know what I am talking about?"

Inaaya nodded, "English please"

Stuffing the bags in the hood, Charlotte sat in the driver's seat. Grabbing the wheel, she remarked, "I have to teach you a lot of things"

*****

"Why are we doing this again?" Inaaya asked sitting in the Jimmy Choo's store trying on a pair of black pumps. Charlotte started explaining her with a notebook in her hand, "When you said you don't want your sister to recognize you, an idea struck in her mind. Why don't we make you someone new who will treat her like she treats people? You know give her the taste of her own medicine. Plus, now that you are looking super-hot, AK will definitely come to you"

Standing in front of full length mirror, she studied herself. Charlotte made her change in yellow tube top with a sleeveless artificial white fur jacket over it and white tiered skirt. A smiled appeared on her face when she remembered the old photo of her grandmother's modelling days. Grandmother always told her that she was like her and seeing herself in mirror, she could see the resemblance. She replied still observing herself, "I don't want AK. He can go to hell. I don't see what is the big deal about him anyway!!"

Charlotte laughed, "Now, that's the spirit. Say this about your sister too"

Scared, she spun around saying, "What? She'll chop me into pieces and feed them to Vanilla, who doesn't eat human meat but I am sure Zara will make her eat. My poor baby will not be able to digest my meat properly and will probably have stomach infection..."

Charlotte walked over to her, held her shoulders and sighed, "Stop over thinking.... She doesn't know you. You look like a complete stranger. No one will recognize you because they have just seen you for like what...one day? Do you get that?"

She nodded, "But I am scared of her"

Charlotte asked returning back to the couch, "Why are you so scared of her? Did she try to murder you while you were sleeping?"

Inaaya pouted, "Not while sleeping but definitely tried to...in her words "get rid of me". She is my sister but she is not someone I want to mess with. She always gets what she wants. We used to meet during the family occasions and she would look at me like a hungry wolf... but I don't know why she was like this to me... it was supposed to be who should be angry"

She sat next Charlotte and took off the heels. She continued, "Granny said to get out all those nine years out of me but I think the anger will always be part of me. I will never be able to get it all out"

Charlotte pushed back her hair back saying, "Well, then let's use it on someone who deserves it."

Inaaya glared at her, "Were you always this screaming person?"

She shook her head laughing, "No, I have been recently watching some drama shows about revenge and other stuff. You know I have those crazy ideas and I know many ways to dispose off a body..."

"We need to get you some therapy" Inaaya suggested giving her shocked face. She picked up another pair of heels. Scribbling something in the notebook, Charlotte asked, "What do we name you?"

Inaaya shrugged. Charlotte exclaimed, "Ashlyn"