Chapter 13

The Devil Wears Armani

Exactly an hour and fifteen minutes later Kripa sat in her chair, waiting to be allowed to see her reflection in the mirror.

 

"Holy shi*!" Kripa exclaimed when she saw her reflection in the mirror, forgetting that she shouldn't curse.

 

Her hair, which was already amazing thanks to the previous makeover, was now stick straight with a pouf on the top pulling it midsection. Her eyes were dark and smoky giving her a mysterious vibe. The rest of her face was tan, with a bronze glow, giving her a natural, sun-kissed glow. Her lips were glossy and covered in nude lip-gloss.

 

She wore a gold, sequined dress which hugged her frame perfectly. A pair of high golden heeled stilettos and golden chandelier earrings completed the look. Kripa looked amazing.

 

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She thanked the gay dude and quickly walked back up the stairs. Looking at her watch she groaned; she had to be in Angad's suite in less than 15 seconds.

 

"Aww man!" she groaned again, watching as the elevator went from 18, to 19, until it finally got to 20. She thanked god and hobbled to Angad's suite. Letting herself in she noticed to her relief that Angad was nowhere in sight. Which meant he was in his room. And which meant that he couldn't yell at her for being late. If she was late, he would've been standing in the living room, glaring. But he wasn't, and she was happy.

 

She walked to his bedroom door and knocked on his door. When he just let out a quick groan, she entered.

 

WHOA.

That was the first thing that went through both their minds. Angad was absolutely mesmerized by Kripa's beauty. Although she had put a lot of stuff on, she still looked au natural, thanks to the amazing makeup tricks. And her body. Whoa.

Kripa just stared, her mouth slightly gaping. He was in a pair of Armani Slacks, and a white shirt, the top three buttons unbuttoned. His hair was gelled to perfection, tousled in a way it almost looked messy. Almost, but not quite.

 

They stared at each other until finally Kripa's blackberry beeped. They both inwardly groaned and Kripa looked at the new message from Suhit. She smiled as she read the message.

 

Angad watched her, wondering what was so funny. She quickly wrote a reply back and hit send. Then she looked up.

 

"We're running late. Ms. Mishti is probably waiting; I told her to be ready by seven sharp."

 

"Don't call her Ms. Mishti. Just call her plain old Mishti. And it's ok if she waits. She shouldn't mind. She is after all going with me."

 

Kripa almost rolled her eyes. God, no matter how hot the guy was, she still couldn't handle his over inflated ego.

 

"Anyway, I need assistance." He said a strange glimmer in his eyes.

 

"Um sure. What can I do for you?" Kripa stuttered nervously, the gleam scaring her.

 

"Stitch this button for me." He said, holding the top button of his shirt.

NO WAY! Kripa thought. This was way too clich. C'mon, she read this in novels, she saw it in movies and TV shows. She would've never thought it would've happened to her in real life.

 

But then again, she would've never thought that she would be standing here looking like this, going to a party.

 

Life was totally unexpected.

THERE. It's finally posted! I had this done like for a week. But then I couldn't freaking log on and until last night and I was swamped with hw so I couldn't post this [it's on my desktop and not on my laptop]. And also cuz my moms created a myspace [don't ask] and she's been hogging the desktop forever. So I finally got to log on [some kinda cookie problem, my bf fixed it for me, thank god] and I finally kicked her off the computer. Lmao. ITs short, i cant help it. High Schools busy, i do sports, dancing, and also tutoring. I really have no time to sleep, so its really tough to type long parts. And IF's layout changed again....i was like 'wtf?!' haha and then i was like ohhh. wow im stupid. ANYWAYS! So this is the part. Please do share your comments!

 

x3 [A very frazzled] Prakriti  

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