Chapter 143: I Can Do It Myself
Chapter 143: I Can Do It Myself
Crystal wanted to tie her up and keep her in one place. It is no wonder that two chicks fought over her. I would fight for her too! -Crystal’s cheeks turned red when she realized what she’d been thinking. Once the dam had been broken, though, they passed through her mind like a torrent, and she was suddenly very wet.
They went into a store, and Leslie attracted the female shop assistant’s attention right away. Leslie wasn’t usually the kind of girl who liked to dress up. She typically wore cool, masculine clothes. But, surprisingly, she was familiar with all of the brands that the attendant showed her, and she knew what looked good and didn’t.
Crystal took a seat, and she tried to distract herself by texting with Serenity while Leslie shopped. Thus, she was startled when Leslie walked over, pointed to a long white dress with hollowed-out lace, and said, “Can you get that for me, please?”
Crystal was surprised by Leslie’s suggestion. It was nothing like what she typically wore. “Do you like that?” she asked.
Before Leslie could reply, the assistant cut in. “It is very sexy,” she said. “Your girlfriend has exquisite taste. This dress is tailor-made for a beautiful woman like her.”
Leslie smiled and said, “I guess I will try it on. My girlfriend can tell me if it suits me.”
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Crystal chuckled when she realized that the store employee thought that Leslie was her girlfriend. She turned to her friend, winked, and then they both burst out into gales of laughter. Then, when Leslie walked out of the changing room with the dress accentuating her every curve, neither laughed anymore.
Leslie looked cool in a T-shirt and jeans, but she was stunning when she wore a feminine lace dress. Leslie smiled at Crystal. Then she pushed out her breasts and did a little twirl.
Crystal was amazed. “Not bad,” she said. She would have said more, but words evaded her. It is no wonder that Nathan wanted me to keep my distance-she thought.
“Why don’t you pick out a dress?” Leslie suggested. “If I am going to take this blind date seriously, I need you to support me by dressing up too.”
Crystal thought it over and finally said, “Alright, I will do this, but just this once, and on the condition that you really do take the date seriously. Dressing up for you is not something that I want to get in the habit of doing.”
Leslie agreed to Crystal’s terms, and then, together, they picked out a smoky gray dress that wouldn’t attract much attention but would highlight her temperament. Once Crystal was back in her street clothes, they took both dresses to the front, and Leslie told the cashier to ring them up. Then she turned to Crystal and said, “Did you bring your card?”
Crystal was stunned. She couldn’t believe that Leslie would take her shopping and not bring her card with her. She huffed as she pulled out the card Nathan had given her and handed it to the cashier. When Leslie saw the card, she was stunned. “I am surprised that Nathan gave you that card,” she said. “After all, he barely even knows you!”
Crystal shrugged. She thought Leslie was acting very weird, and she didn’t know how to respond to her strange behavior. She watched in curious silence as her friend pulled her handy phone out of her purse. She dialed a number by memory, and when the call was answered, she said, “Hi. This is Leslie Lopez. I’m at your mall. I am ready to have my face scanned.”
“What was that about?” Crystal asked the cashier to hand them their bags.
“It was nothing,” Leslie replied. Then: “You’ll see.”
Leslie took Crystal’s hand and led her to a modeling studio. The agency had a membership system that was inaccessible to ordinary people because its annual membership cost was unreasonably high. Nevertheless, the receptionist smiled and welcomed them when they got there, saying, “Miss Lopez, please come in. H.J is waiting inside.”
The receptionists were required to remember each member’s face and name. If they couldn’t, then they were fired.
The stylist’s studio was decorated in a modern style with black and white spots as the theme. Leslie pulled back her chair, sat down, and said, “I want my hair dyed maroon and curly with extensions. Also, tress my hair on the sides, please.”
H.J. nodded and went to work, and Crystal picked up a magazine to read while she waited. Before she could crack the cover, though, Leslie said, “Nathan’s birthday is coming up. What does he like?”
Crystal shrugged and said, “Regular stuff.”
“You don’t know what he likes, do you?” Leslie said incredulously.
“I don’t know,” Crystal admitted. “But so what? Men are easy to please.”
Suddenly, Amy walked into the room. She looked at Leslie and said, “I’m going to an awards party tonight. Is Vivian here? I like the way she styled my hair the last time that I was here.”
So far, Amy hadn’t seen Crystal. As soon as she walked into the room, though, she did. “Crystal!” she exclaimed. “What a coincidence. What are you doing here?”
Crystal: “I’m with my friend.”
Amy: “Ah. That makes sense. The stylists here are good. By the way, how are you getting on with the written exam for the Assistant Host position?”
Crystal: “I don’t know yet, but Miss Ford lent me some books to study.”
“She gave you some books? Would she have the right books that you need? She’s not a professional!” Amy had a contemptuous look on her face as she took a stack of materials from her LV bag and handed them to Crystal. She said, “One of my Cousins will also take part in the exam, so I printed this out for her today. Here are the materials for the exam for you to refer to.”
Crystal refused to accept them, and she said, “No, thanks. Give them to your cousin. I’m sure I can do it myself.”
Amy: “Don’t worry, I can print off another copy.”
“In that case,” Crystal said, “I will take them. Thank you very much.”
“It’s not a problem,” Amy replied. “I wish you the best of luck.”
H.J. was putting the finishing touches on Leslie’s hair, and with a face as red as a beet, Crystal told her she looked gorgeous. The stylist stepped back so Leslie could see herself in the mirror and said, “Ta-da!”
