A Makeover? Really?

[Henrietta Abbot]

Henrietta Abbot didn't quite know how she got there; all she wanted to do was hang out with her friend Tempest. The Nemesis cabin had been a familiar haunt of hers since her first day at Camp Half Blood, when Tempest took her in. Ever since that day, she could often be found in the older girl's room, swinging on the hammock and talking crap.

But today, somehow, she'd caught the eye of Mila Rogers, another daughter of Nemesis. Before she could even say goodbye to Tempest -- Henry was whisked away. In Mila's room, Henry was having her precious eyeliner scrubbed off and being threatened with a "makeover". Sure, the fishnets and combat boots weren't everyone's cup of tea, but really? Was it so bad that it required immediate attention? 

"Ow! What the hell?" Henry snapped, jerking away from Mila's hand. The girl had poked her in the eye attempting to clean off the black makeup. "You're taking my gods-forsaken skin off here! What's with this makeover anyway? This is some rom-com bullshit..." The two girls had never said much more than a few words to each other before. Mila was very beautiful, and decidedly more sunshine-y than a lot of other Nemesis kids. No wonder grungey, sharp-tongued Henry didn't cross paths with this girl much... until now, that is.

@ Mila Rogers  

[Mila Rogers]

Mila had been feeling bored these days. It was summer and there were classes surely but she still wanted to have some more fun. Being a fan of design makes her wanting to get hands on more often, but her sisters weren’t giving their all most of the time and she was always finding possible victims for her makeover tryout. She wanted to be at least good at that in the field of fashion to keep up with someone from the love cabin. Yeah it was just someone…. Anyways she was walking along the rooms of their cabin when she spotted a possible victim along the way, coming from Tempest’s room. The girl was a long visitor in their cabin so she was also curious to why she was always here. Probably because their cabin was as awesome as the Athena’s? Their cabins did have some in common if she think about it….they both value intelligence for one.
 

Still she was more interested in doing the makeover on the girl, because she find the blacks and blacks over her face quite disturbing. She had something else in mind as she find the girl quite clean and pretty if the dark makeover is off her decent face. "Hush! Relaxxx……..I’m just going to do a quickie okay, um, Henry, right? By the way why are you always in my sister’s room?" The nemesis in her was always trying to find the truth in everyone or everything so she couldn’t help asking. Focusing on the girl’s face, she had an idea of using pink and purples, to create some dreamy look over her. The Athena really had a dreamy look over her, something about the creative side of the girl maybe? It did seem to glow over her, maybe she could ask if Henry does art or not. Chuckling at that thought she reached for the foundation and whatnots next to protect her facial skin first. Her spirit just tuned up a little living the makeover moment today.