The Assistant
Here To See You
As soon as both girls got back to the hotel, Sidney began her so called work. Immediately ordering Laura to go shower and scrub herself clean. "Calm down Sidney. We're only going to go watch a movie," Laura advised heading to the bathroom. Sidney ignored her and got to work taking every beauty product at her disposal and arranging it on the rooms one desk. Checking out what she had to work with, she sighed. "This will just have to do."
Laura winced for the hundredth time as Sidney pulled at her long dark hair. "Bro, can't you be a little more gentle? There's legit tears coming out of my eyes," Laura complained, swiping at the small drop that had formed at the corner of her right eye. "Beauty is pain Laur, beauty is pain," Sidney answered. Laura scoffed, "Beauty is pain," she mimicked scrunching up her face. Sidney smacked her in response. With a final (and powerful), tug on Laura's hair, Sidney announced she was finished. "My hair hasn't hurt from abuse like this since picture day in the eighth grade," Laura said getting up to inspect the final work closely. "And because of that abuse, you looked at least a little less dorky. So you're welcome." Sidney stated proudly. Laura raised an eyebrow, but she had to admit, Sidney did a fabulous fishtail braid. "Well, it's decent." Laura said, attempting to be even a little critical. "Son please. I'd like to see you try." Sidney smirked in response. Laura laughed and sat back down at the end of her bed. "So what now diva?" She asked. "Now," Sidney paused and threw a bundle of clothes at Laura, "Now we pick the perfect outfit."
It took both girls a while but by 5:00 pm they had settled on something acceptable. "We took freaking two hours choosing two pieces of clothes." Laura noted shaking her head. "Well stop wasting more time and go put these on!" Sidney barked handing Laura the remaining bits of the outfit and shoving her towards the bathroom. "Patience is a virtue," Laura snickered, remembering her old teachers words as she made her way to the bathroom one again.
Stepping out a few minutes later, Laura felt very self conscious. "I don't know Sidney, this doesn't look as good on me as I thought it did." She had gone with Sidney's love for the more dramatic colours and found herself in a cozy dark grey knit sweater, paired with her favourite light jeans and dark grey matte flats. Sidney turned her head instantly and pursed her lips. "Look at yourself girl. Fabulous." Laura slouched, feeling many shades of blue. "Don't lie to me." Sidney raised her eyebrows and threw up her fingers to make a w shape. "West side represent brotha. I speak nothing but the truth." Laura lips twitched as she tried to hold in her laughter, but failed as she burst out with an awkward giggle. "I hate you so much you little jerk, you know that?" She said once her laughing fit was under control. "Haters only hate ya cuz they ain't ya," Sidney remarked. Laura decided to let her off the hook for that one and turned to look at the clock. "Patrick should be here in like half an hour!" The words felt strange coming out of her mouth. "Never before said by this mouth," Laura thought. "And what should I do about his majesty?" Sidney replied, not a touch of sympathy in her voice. "MAYBE OFFER SOME ADVICE!?" Laura hinted. Right that second the phone on the night stand began to ring. "Flippin'.what now?!" Laura yelled at no-one as she walked over to answer it. Sidney muffled a laugh at Laura's expense. "Hello?" She asked, still filled up with annoyance. "Yes, is this Miss.Kendrick speaking?" Laura halted, regaining herself. "Uh, yes, that's me." There was some murmuring in the background before the man spoke up again. "Uh, yes Miss.Kendrick. There is someone here who wishes to see you. Someone by the name of Mr.Patrick Kane?
Laura winced for the hundredth time as Sidney pulled at her long dark hair. "Bro, can't you be a little more gentle? There's legit tears coming out of my eyes," Laura complained, swiping at the small drop that had formed at the corner of her right eye. "Beauty is pain Laur, beauty is pain," Sidney answered. Laura scoffed, "Beauty is pain," she mimicked scrunching up her face. Sidney smacked her in response. With a final (and powerful), tug on Laura's hair, Sidney announced she was finished. "My hair hasn't hurt from abuse like this since picture day in the eighth grade," Laura said getting up to inspect the final work closely. "And because of that abuse, you looked at least a little less dorky. So you're welcome." Sidney stated proudly. Laura raised an eyebrow, but she had to admit, Sidney did a fabulous fishtail braid. "Well, it's decent." Laura said, attempting to be even a little critical. "Son please. I'd like to see you try." Sidney smirked in response. Laura laughed and sat back down at the end of her bed. "So what now diva?" She asked. "Now," Sidney paused and threw a bundle of clothes at Laura, "Now we pick the perfect outfit."
It took both girls a while but by 5:00 pm they had settled on something acceptable. "We took freaking two hours choosing two pieces of clothes." Laura noted shaking her head. "Well stop wasting more time and go put these on!" Sidney barked handing Laura the remaining bits of the outfit and shoving her towards the bathroom. "Patience is a virtue," Laura snickered, remembering her old teachers words as she made her way to the bathroom one again.
Stepping out a few minutes later, Laura felt very self conscious. "I don't know Sidney, this doesn't look as good on me as I thought it did." She had gone with Sidney's love for the more dramatic colours and found herself in a cozy dark grey knit sweater, paired with her favourite light jeans and dark grey matte flats. Sidney turned her head instantly and pursed her lips. "Look at yourself girl. Fabulous." Laura slouched, feeling many shades of blue. "Don't lie to me." Sidney raised her eyebrows and threw up her fingers to make a w shape. "West side represent brotha. I speak nothing but the truth." Laura lips twitched as she tried to hold in her laughter, but failed as she burst out with an awkward giggle. "I hate you so much you little jerk, you know that?" She said once her laughing fit was under control. "Haters only hate ya cuz they ain't ya," Sidney remarked. Laura decided to let her off the hook for that one and turned to look at the clock. "Patrick should be here in like half an hour!" The words felt strange coming out of her mouth. "Never before said by this mouth," Laura thought. "And what should I do about his majesty?" Sidney replied, not a touch of sympathy in her voice. "MAYBE OFFER SOME ADVICE!?" Laura hinted. Right that second the phone on the night stand began to ring. "Flippin'.what now?!" Laura yelled at no-one as she walked over to answer it. Sidney muffled a laugh at Laura's expense. "Hello?" She asked, still filled up with annoyance. "Yes, is this Miss.Kendrick speaking?" Laura halted, regaining herself. "Uh, yes, that's me." There was some murmuring in the background before the man spoke up again. "Uh, yes Miss.Kendrick. There is someone here who wishes to see you. Someone by the name of Mr.Patrick Kane?
9/20/13