The first thing Sophia saw as she opened her eyes was that she was in a very big room. It was too big to be her room and she knew very well that she wasn't that rich to be able to afford anything as luxurious as this. I mean there was a freaking fireplace below the biggest flat screen she has ever seen in her entire life. She looked around and for some reason, she couldn't help but look at the luscious red curtains that looked like they were made from velvet. And the bed she was laying on was twice the size of her bed back home, maybe even bigger.
"Oh, I see you're awake." Sophia's head snapped towards the source of the voice who was actually Mason exiting the bathroom with steam dramatically surrounding him like what happens in movies.
"What happened?" She asked groggily as she rubbed her head. She couldn't remember anything, not even how her body started feeling so sore. She obviously didn't remember how she got here in Mason's room, but she sadly wasn't complaining in any way.
"You got attacked by Jessica in the hallway. She looked like she was crazy enough to kill you if I haven't saved you." He reminded as he slowly approached her with a soaked towel. It jogged up some of her memories of Jessica's demon face, but a lot of parts were still very blurry.
"Saved me?" That's he part that didn't register properly with her. Mason started wiping her face with the warm towel to probably tend to the potential bruises that could form the next days or so..
"Yup. I'm betting that it had something to do with Zach." Sophia looked up to meet his eyes. They began to stare into each other's eyes before she ripped her gaze away and headed to the bathroom.
"Where are you going?" Mason yelled at her with the towel still in had. Sophia didn't bother to reply as she stared at the damage Jessica has done to her. Her body was covered in bruises of various colors. The extent of its damage to her frightened her. If they weren't bruises, she would have been all jumpy that her body looked like a rainbow, which was probably pretty childish and the thought seemed very inappropriate in a time like this.
Mason quickly entered through the doorway, but he was too late. Sophia was wailing out in rage and pain. Jessica did it; she finally broke her spirit. Her knees eventually buckled under her and would have sent her body crashing down and hitting the expensive marble floor beneath her, but Mason's arms immediately wrapped around her and saved her from falling.
Mason could only look as Sophia started sobbing in his bare arms. He didn't know what to do. No girl has ever cried like this with him. But for some reason, he knew what to do. He settled both of their bodies softly the floor as he started cradling Sophia's quivering body and leaned her against his very abre chest.
"Shh." He soothed her as he began to stroke her hair softly. It was making him uneasy inside to see her this broken. She was always happy or weird, but she was never like this and it really upset him.
"Why would she do this to me?" She cried out right before Mason would give her an answer, but she wasn't finished talking yet. "What did I ever do to her?" She growled out.
"Hey." Hearing Mason's soft and gentle voice did a good job in soothing Sophia's rage a bit.
"I don't know, but we're gonna get our revenge." He stated. "We are?" She asked whilst lifting her chin up to look if he was joking or not. She saw determination all over him and it was starting to get a little hope back in her. Mason just nodded at her.
Sophia frowned when she realized something. "How are we gonna break the Queen Bee, Mason?" She gave up and turned around, so that her back would press against his chest.
"Don't worry. I have a plan." He started getting this devious glint in his eyes, but Sophia couldn't help but smile in excitement.
Surprisingly, it only took her a few miraculous hours for her entire body to heal. After Mason picked her body up, he told her that they were gonna go on a little shopping spree. Being the clueless girl she is, Sophia got confused.
After a couple of useless questions that went unanswered to her dismay, they finally made it to a warehouse which she has never seen or heard of before.
"Where are we?" Sophia asked. Both of them got out of the car and started approaching the building's entrance.
"You'll see." He vaguely said.
As they entered the warehouse, Sophia's eyes widened. What stood before her was a rich girl's dream. There were designer clothes everywhere, and some wouldn't even hit the market until Spring. It looked like a fancier version of the backstage of a runway.
"Darling." A very thin yet beautiful woman approached Mason and they started to do that thing that fancy people do when they connect their cheeks together.
"Hey Anna." Mason greeted the stranger with a big smile. As her gaze slowly drifted towards Sophia, she stepped back with an expression of disgust and shock.
"Darling, I really hope that I can help you." Her Italian accent was very obvious. Sophia was pretty offended by what she said.
"Don't worry, she is one of the world's most famous fashion designers." Mason whispered to her ear.
"I take it this is the girl you informed me about?" She looked back at Mason.
"Yup. And we need her to look hot. Like Victoria's Secret model, hot" Mason demanded. Sphia expected Anna to be offended, but she was just giggling.
"Darling, that is why the Lord created me." Mason smiled at her. "Savannah!" A blonde girl quickly appeared beside Anna. Anna circled Sophia, examining her. Sophia started feeling a bit self conscious right now. She soon stopped right behind her.
"Deal with this. Hair." She rummaged through Sophia's hair in disgust. Sophia started feeling anxious. She knew that she wasn't beautiful in anyone's standard, but why did she have to be so mean? Her hair was never a bother to her before, so what's wrong with it now?
"You!" She snapped at Mason, who was holding his hands up. "Stay right there." She pointed at what seemed like the waiting room. Immediately, someone approached him with a cup of Starbucks and some magazines.
While he was out there doing that, Sophia's hair was being cut, trimmed, washed, dyed, and yanked I n all directions. She looked at herself in the mirror to see that most of her hair had been pinned up as they started curling it.
Anna was outside throwing clothes at her employee, who looked like he was gonna die from all the weight she was throwing at him.
"No offense or anything , but your hair is really damaged." Savannah commented as she was curling her hair.
"Is it really that damaged." Everyone was telling her how sucky her hair was, and it was getting on her last nerve.
"So much." Savannah replied. Sophia just huffed in annoyance.
Another person started approaching her. This time, he was a man.
"So what's wrong with this one?" He stated in a snobby manner. Sophia just sighed. She got tired of everyone pointing out her flaws.
"Finn, deal with the skin." This Finn person roughly yanked her face up by her chin and examined her face.
"Yikes." He spat out. "Well, nothing I can't fix." He started giving her an extreme facial. Sophia had a lot of facials, but none of them were this intense.
He was rubbing her face roughly and splashing water every once in a while. Sophia is going to need a long sleep after this make over.
"How's everything going?" Mason peeped his head through the curtain. No one said anything. Anna just approached him with a spray bottle and gave him a few splashes on his face until he retreated. Sophia just giggled.
Mason was outside texting someone when Anna emerged from the curtains with a victorious smile on her face.
"Is it done?" Mason asked excitedly. She just nodded and gestured towards the curtains. Out came a new and improved version of Sophia Heatherson.
"Thank you." Sophia said to Anna, very contented with the result of 2 hours.
"Of course, my dear." Anna replied and went back in the curtain.
"What do you think?" Mason approached Sophia, still smiling and happy with the outcome.
"Let's rock this bitch."
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