(Bodyguard's Side)
"Are you now at Ms. Sana's apartment, Jeongyeon?" Asked the bunny-like girl who is currently busy fixing her suit in front of the mirror.
"Just arrived."
"Okay, good." She then faced the other girls after checking, the rest of her team were also done fixing themselves. "Jeongyeon had arrived and was about to pick up Ms. Sana for her make-over at the salon Young Miss had instructed. Are you listening Jeong?" She glanced at her earpiece that had a wire connected behind their devices.
"Yes, ma'am."
"So, as planned, Dahyun you'll be in-charge of taking Ms. Sana's and our Young Miss' photos."
The said girl nodded, she then continued.
"Chaeyoung, you'll be the one opening the door for Ms. Sana and be her guide towards their table. And be on standby for whatever assistance Ms. Sana needed."
The other nodded.
"Jihyo and Momo will be the look out, Young Miss doesn't want interruption from those scumbags. And lastly, Mina and I will be their personal waitress and at the same time the look out."
"Copy," The last three said in unison.
"And Jeong, while the party is on going, be the look out for the exterior vicinity and back to driving once everything is done, if Young Miss will not change her mind."
"Copy and out."
Once the call was cut, they all laid their hands on top of the others and cheered for good luck.
Tzuyu did say that they also need to enjoy the party.
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(Sana's Side)
"Oh God!" She squealed while looking at herself in the mirror.
Yes, she was wearing the dress and checked herself on the mirror-not minding the cracks along the sides-deciding to wear the heels later 'coz she'll be doing her make-up first.
Scrambling inside her purse for any face paint, she sighed. She only finds a pinkish red lipstick, not mentioning how deep it already is, and a pressed powder that she can already see the bottom, to top it of, it has no foam. Recalling when she last bought this a groan escaped-just last year.
Great.
It's still four and the prom starts at seven, but due to lack of beauty products she might go there on time-so that her face won't be noticed having no make up.
A knock.
"Teleporting groceries agai-Oh, Hello?" Sana's eyes went wide seeing a guy in a suit smiling at her the moment she opened the door slightly. "Uhm, yes?"
The visitor bowed in courtesy. "Good afternoon, Ms. Minatozaki. My name is Jeongyeon and I am here to pick you up."
Sana's brows furrowed in confusion.
"Uh, why?"
"The school gave assistance to those who'll join the event."
"Ah, is that so," Sana gave an awkward smile. "B-But I'm not done yet, I haven't put any make-ups on."
The latter grinned. "The school also gave assistance to bring you first to a salon, all expense paid."
The squirrel could never be anymore baffled. Their school is very generous to be able to give assistance such as make-overs and a ride.
"This is weird." She muttered while eyeing the tomboy as if she's suspecting something wrong.
"Is there a problem, Ms. Minatozaki?"
"Sure there is." She nodded in agreement. "How come our school became like this all of the sudden? It's really, really odd to be honest. Giving a ride and this salon thingy? Are you sure you're not gonna murder me once I stepped inside your car?"
Jeongyeon had this habit to laugh out loud to anything she considered amusing. And the moment they spoke to each other is already making her cracked up, especially that murder thing. Sana even thought she was a guy. But then again, she needs to be composed as what Tzuyu had instructed-and being compose is what Jeongyeon hates.
"I promise. Here'a my I.D. if you're in doubt."
Sana grabbed the card and checked if it's not a fake one. Sure is legit.
"Eh?! You're a girl?!" She exclaimed making the latter's snort almost escaped. Sana looked at her in wide eyes.
"Yes, I am."
With that, Sana automatically bowed and apologize. She sure was surprised. Sana then handed back the item to her.
"I'll just get my purse."
"No problem, Miss."
Not long after, Sana came out wearing her heels and walked-limped-towards the black limousine along with the driver who's currently opening the door for her to get in.
"Are you not comfortable with your shoes, Ms. Minatozaki?" Said the driver while eyeing her feet.
"A bit, I'm not used to wearing high heels." Sana smiled shyly as she took a seat before they drove away.
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As they arrived at the salon, Jeongyeon opened the door for her to get inside. Sana was no more that awed and speechless.
'This is the salon?" Sana mentally gawked as she looked around. 'I think this is the Victoria's Secret models make up room!'
An attendant bowed in front of her with a smile. "Welcome, ma'am. This way."
Sana followed while trying to intake all the expensive things-expensive lights, expensive seats, expensive lighted mirrors, and expensive air (if that's possible to be considered). This is a lot to digest and she thought she might throw-up due to nervousness.
"Here, ma'am." Said the latter as she beckoned the girl who had her mouth hang down to her chest.
Sana took a seat slowly, like as if she took her seat in a normal way she might damage it. And obviously, she can't afford to pay it-even for a scratch.
"Wh-What then?" Sana asked the attendant meekly who then smiled in amusement.
"I will call first our professional hairstylist, ma'am. After that, your make-up will be done by our professional make-up artist."
"O-Okay. . ." She replied, not even sure if she should. The girl then walked away getting the professional team. 'I looked like a beggar around here. WTF."
Sana sighed as she take a look around once more. 'Our school sure is VERY GENEROUS to have their students get their make-up done in a very extravagant place like this.'
She was then brought back to reality when a girl stood behind her back with a smile.
"Hi, I'm Somi! And I'm gonna be your hairstylist for today."
"Oh, h-hi. Yes, th-thank you. That would be nice." Sana stuttered.
The stylist giggled and grabbed her shoulders while both of them are facing the mirror.
"Relax, Miss. I'll beautify your hair before your prom starts." Said the girl while rounding up a thin cloth around Sana's neck and spreaded it down to her knees.
Sana actually wanna ask how many students already had gone by here but then she began to feel sleepy when her hair was being combed.
This is new for her, nobody touches her hair, but since it's her first time she never felt so sleepy like this before.
When her head started to dropped, the stylist got a hold of her head and gave a light laugh.
"Shall we detach it for while so that it won't fall off?" She asked with a hint of amusement in her eyes making Sana straightened herself in embarrassment.
"I-I'm sorry!" Sana hung her head low as she felt her cheeks getting redder. Well, she got her blush-on done.
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Thirty minutes felt like hours, her hair was finally done. And wow, Sana sure felt weird looking at herself with a beautiful hair and still had a dry face.
"I'm gonna call the make-up artist now."
She then left making Sana sighed. She looked at herself in the mirror as she tried to pull her sleeves higher since it's slipping off her shoulder. She's really conscious about her shoulder, or more of like, seeing her bare skin made her felt like she's walking around naked. Especially with the length of this damn dress.
She looked down onto her thighs and boy, she sure felt her boy-leg can already be seen of how short it is.
"Hello there!" Another girl stood behind her that almost made her jump off the chair.
"Oh, sorry. Did I scare you?" She said while giggling. "I'm Eunha and I'll be your make-up artist for today!"
"Ah, o-okay. Thank you."
Seeing the latter picked up a cream and squeeze a light amount of it onto her palms.
"Just close your eyes until I say so."
She closed her eyes and felt her face getting smudge by whatever the girl was putting.
Sana only wears light make-up, and this is the first time-again-in her life to experience this. As minutes passes by, she felt her face getting heavy due to the amount of layering that was put on.
'Is this how celebrity felt whenever they go out in front of the camera? Wow. Sure is complicated.'
After another thirty minutes, she's finally done. And she almost slept again.
"There! Your beauty is much more enhanced! Good luck to your prom!" Said the girl with a grin before walking away.
Sana then walked out of the salon after bidding thanks and goodbye to the employees and get inside the car.
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At exactly six thirty in the evening, the car parked in front of a very luxurious hotel that had all the things you can see screaming 'you-can't-afford-this'.
This time, it's not the driver who opened it. But rather a smaller girl in a suit. Sana then got out slowly while pulling down her skirt.
"Good evening, Ms. Minatozaki. My name is Chaeyoung and I will be your escort for this evening. I shall take your purse and return it to you once you have taken your seat. Shall we?" Said the girl as she took the latter's handbag while gesturing her right arm towards the entrance.
The entrance. She can see a lot of students in their best attire and felt so out of place. Though not because of her dress, but rather her insecurities.
She then followed the latter with her head hanging low in embarrassment as she can see guys and girls staring at her like she was naked.
'OH MY GOD! HOW TO FAINT WITH POISE?! I SIMPLY KENNOT!' She mentally screamed as she kept following the smaller girl inside.
"You must walk here alone, Miss. I'll be waiting on the other side." Said the latter while gesturing the long red carpet in front of her.
"W-Wait? Wh-Why should I walk through there? Isn't that only for celebrities?" She asked in uncertainty, she's surely felt she's not in the correct place.
Her escort smiled. "It's for the photos. See?" She then pointed tons of photographers with highly advance DSLRs hanging around their necks. "Each student can get their photos for free by the end of the event."
Sana gulped in nervousness as she slowly stride her way towards the bloody red carpet.
As Sana took small uncertain steps on the mini stage, a sudden rain of lightning from the cameras started to pour down on her. She squinted her eyes then took a peek, she then saw Chaeyoung signaling to straighten up and smile. And she did, yet the smile part was left out.
Standing beside another student, whom she don't know, to feel security and ease. Well, it didn't even helped her at all. She was left alone again.
When Sana felt she was hyperventilating, all of the cameras suddenly diverted their attention to another incoming student. When she glanced behind, her perfectly eyelined and eye-shadowed eyes almost popped out after seeing the newly arrived guest-Chou Tzuyu.
She cursed herself that she won't put any blush on next time. 'Coz right now, she looked like a girl getting beaten up with a hundred slaps on the face.
Flashes here and there, as she saw Tzuyu walked her way towards the front while glancing at the cameras. Noticing that the younger one probably hadn't yet noticed her.
'OH MY FREAKING MILLENNIAL FRIDGE!' Sana mentally squealed. 'MY CRUSH IS THE ANSWER TO LIFE!'
"Good evening, Sana." Tzuyu greeted with a loving smile.
Sana sure felt like a butter melted under the Chou's hot pan of sizzling suit and tie and to topped it of with a sprinkle of sweetness from Tzuyu's smile and a spread of delicious handsome face.
"Are you okay?"
Sana snapped back and realized they are already far from the cameras and slowly making their way inside with her escort on the lead.
"Ah, s-sorry. . . J-Just hungry." She then looked away, surely her face will blow up like a mercury in a thermometer.
Hungry. . . Right.
"Oh? Well then, let's get inside." Tzuyu grabbed her hand and slowly pulled her inside.
Tzuyu is life. No Tzuyu, no Sana.
When they got in, people had their eyes on them again making Sana smaller than her height. Hearing whispers as she passes by, she couldn't help but looked down.
Sana then heard on of the girls.
"What a whore. . ."
She then bit her lower lip and pulled her hands away from Tzuyu. She tried her best not to cry. Her very expensive-yet free-make-up will be ruin. This is once in a life time make-over and she doesn't want it to be damaged.
And to think she's more concerned of her make-up.
Tzuyu looked back at her and eventually felt anger towards who ever said that. She did hear it but she didn't mind it, she also thought Sana wouldn't mind it as well. But seeing Sana's reaction made her blood boil and shot a deadly glare at the girl. The girl flinched and looked away. Grabbing back the latter's hand, she then pulled her away from the scene towards a table.
Sana looked at Tzuyu who had already her back facing her, but she noticed that the younger one called someone through an earpiece. Sana noticed she was talking but cannot hear it due to the loud music being played.
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(Bodyguard's Side)
Meanwhile, inside a the storage room, two girls in a suit and tie with a baseball bat is interrogating a girl that is tied to a chair. The two smirked.
"Did you just call Ms. Sana a 'whore'?" Said the big eyed girl. "We'll accept that after we will compare all of yours and Ms. Sana's sex history. You like getting people embarrass? We'll let you feel it. Go, Momo."
The said girl hummed while scanning through the iPad in hand, she popped a bubble gum before looking at the crying girl.
The latter spoke again. "This is a piece of cake. It'll be all over the campus page if you'll try that again. We're watching. Always."
"Ms. Sana is still a saint. While you," Her eyes dragged down on the list she was looking at. "Oh, this is interesting. Fucked by a professor for a higher grade. . . oh here's another, fucked by a school guard behind the gym after getting caught doing vandalism. And-"
"STOP!! JUST STOP!!" Said the girl in tears.
Both smirked.
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(Sana's Side)
'Wait a minute!' Sana thought as she watched her escort pull out a chair for her as Tzuyu went to the chair across her.
"Have a seat, Ms. Minatozaki."
She did as she was told but in big confusion.
"Just call me when you need me." She bowed and left the two alone.
By alone, it means they are in a table far from the noisy crowd yet near the stage. Sana admitted to herself that the spot they had is somewhat relaxing and quiet. Or maybe, because Tzuyu is there?
"Sana,"
Sana looked at her with a hum and found Tzuyu smiling handsomely at her. She instantly wanted to dissolve right under the taller girl's well-shined shoes.
"Y-Yes?" Sana swear that she didn't even hear her own voice. She's not sure whether she really did talked.
"You look absolutely stunning."
'OH MY POPPING GROCERIES!!! I WAS PRAISED BY MY GIRLFRIEND!!!'
Of course, it's just her delusions after all.
'I GOT A BLANK SPACE TZUYU! AND I'LL WRITE YOUR NAME!'
Suddenly qouting a Taylor Swift song out of the blue. Love-interest plus nervousness equals overly worked brain of delusions.
As Sana composed herself back. She then cleared her throat and tried looking at the latter without disintegrating.
"I might say the same thing to you."
"Well, thank you." Tzuyu grinned.
'OH MY GOOOOOOOSH!!! I JUST. . . I KENNOT!!!'
Sana was indeed smiling, for Tzuyu that is.
"I thought you're not coming?" Said the handsome latter bringing her out from her current state.
"W-Well, somebody sent me this dress and heels so I got no choice." Shyly admitting something that is barely believable.
"Whoever your sender is surely cares a lot for you." Tzuyu smiled.
Sana bit her lower lip, she's not sure whether she should be happy or not. "Y-Yeah, but I don't know whoever that is, so I find it strange."
"Do you hate them?"
Sana is not sure whether it's hate or not but she sure find it creepy. She looked at her hands playing with the napkin on the table.
"N-No, just odd that's all. I hope they'll show up one day so that I can properly thanked them."
"What if that it's a suitor and when they'll show up they will ask you to be their girlfriend. Would you accept them?"
Sana shot a surprised look at the girl across her.
Why is Tzuyu suggesting these kinds of things? Is she really not interested in her? Or maybe she was just caught up by Tzuyu's personality and caring side. She assumed too much.
Biting her inner cheek, she then forced a smile.
"I-I don't know. I still find it weird."
Tzuyu nodded and looked at her intently making her flinch.
"What is it, Tzuyu-ah?"
The latter smiled. "They'll surely be lucky to have you."
Sana wanted to rewind and edit the younger girl's words from 'They' to 'I'.
"Well," Sana put up a small smile. "They're much more lucky to have someone like you."
The latter chuckled. "I hope so."
On que, the music changed into something mellow and slow. Sana then saw Tzuyu stand and walked towards her and offer her right hand.
"May I have the privilege to dance with this beautiful lady?" Tzuyu smiled coyly making Sana burst into beet red. Gladly the bluish lights of the hall covered it up well.
Sana took the latter's hand shyly, she then felt electricity surge up to her hands. When she was about to pull away Tzuyu took her hand with a smile.
"Are you about to reject me?" Tzuyu chuckled as she led them towards the center where some pairs already had begun dancing.
Sana was at lost for words as she was like a puppet being guided by strings just to move. She felt Tzuyu's right hand snaked around her waist pulling her closer and placed her right hand on Tzuyu's left palm.
She looked up to the younger who had the most handsome grin she had ever seen. Tzuyu suddenly leaned closer making her eyes wide but then bypassed her lips, instead Tzuyu went straight to her right ear.
"Let's enjoy the night while we can, shall we Sana?"
Those very simple phrase Tzuyu said sent a shiver down to Sana's spine. She doesn't want to acknowledge the fact how beet red her face is and how her heart is loudly pounding like crazy that she can even hear it through her ears.
Sana then felt Tzuyu leading her to sway in the music. She bit her lower lip to keep herself restrained from kissing Tzuyu right then and there.
Gripping Tzuyu's suit where her hand was placed, Sana boldly took a step closer almost leaning against the taller girl's chest.
'Stop whatever you are doing, Minatozaki! Do you want Tzuyu to find you weird?'
But the her thoughts were cut off when Sana felt her head being caressed and pulled her closer making her leaned against Tzuyu's broad shoulder.
"Relax and stop thinking anything right now, just enjoy the night, Sana."
Sana wanted to cry out of the overflowing feelings Tzuyu is giving right now. It's like she was treated like a girlfriend, like how her fantasies be when she wanted Tzuyu beside her. But then, her thoughts always had doubts. Tzuyu didn't mean it in a romantic way, just a friendly way of treating her.
"Sana,"
The said girl hummed as she don't want to remove her head on Tzuyu's shoulder.
"Can I ask you something?"
Still remained stagnant as she replied a ghostly 'yes'.
"I hope you won't get mad at me,"
Sana shot a confusing glance at her. "Why?"
"I. . ." Tzuyu's eyes shifted away.
'Oh my God?! Is she going to ask me out?!' Sana's heart started to beat like a drum roll out of excitement. She's not even sure why she felt like Tzuyu wanted to confess to her yet she got the gestures.
"Y-Yes?" Sana looked up to the latter who kept hef eyes shifting from one corner to another. 'Is she?'
"I-I wanted you. . ." Tzuyu paused causing Sana's breathing to stopped. Tzuyu then looked at her after taking a deep breath and looked into her eyes deeply.
'Am I going to be the happiest girl in this whole universe?' She thought as she stared back at Tzuyu.
"I wanted you to help me get the girl I like."
Everything crashed like a meteorite from space.
"A-Ah, I-Is that so," Sana whispered with a forced smile while looking away. Tears are threatening to fall down any seconds now and she really don't want to cry in front of Tzuyu. Not now.
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A/N: Whut? (′・ω・')