Getting Ready for School

[Armand Mayfair]

Armand yawned and covered his mouth with a sapphire-colored handkerchief. It was a gift from his mother last New Year. Armand had always treasured it since then, because their mother never visited them since that time. "Marianne, are you done fixing you hair? I thought we needed to be early, my dear sister." he murmured, glancing at his twin sister. "Your beloved boyfriend would scold you if we're late." Armand looked down at his watch and jumped down from the bed. He was ready, of course, wearing the best clothes that suit his angel-like face. He didn't care actually if they're late.

 

[Marianne Mayfair]

Marianne was brushing her hair, deciding once more to make it straight. She always wanted to experiment with another hair style but whenever she's done, she feels anxious and fixes it straight again. This is one reason why she takes so long in front of her big long mirror.

Marianne just glared at her dear brother Armand. She said coolly, "I'm almost done, and I think you need a little brush up on your hair. That puffiness won't go away on its own you know." This is frustrating Marianne, she's a bit obsessive compulsive if you ask her. She doesn't point out and fix the sloppiness of other people's appearance but it irks her so much. She examined Armand once more and gave a sort of disgusting look. She said angrily, "Change your shirt, we're going to a freakin' party not a pool, do you have anything more..ummm...decent."

 

[Armand Mayfair]

"Of course I don't need to brush it up." Armand exclaimed with a grin. In truth, he really did look beautiful with the unruly hair, no brushing up is needed. "You're getting paranoid again, sister. It's not that we look ugly." he walked silently to the huge mirror inside the room and looked at his reflection. "Yep, no brushing up needed." he muttered to himself and then faced his sister once again. "In fact, I don't think I'll be going to that cheap party of yours."

With this kind of charm Armand has tonight, it would be a waste to present it to some unknown people in an unknown house. Yes, he needed to be in a much grander stage. An opera house, perhaps? Anything but that party! "I'll be going then, Marianne. I'll return maybe... tomorrow. Goodbye." he said, running to the door. But before he could completely get out, he turned back to his sister. "Oh, and I'm wishing you luck. I think you would need it badly."