Isabella's POV

I was woken up by a loud knock on my door again. This was more annoying than the first time.

I opened the door and up to ten girls swam in with stuffs in their hands.

" Good morning, we are the makeup artists. " One of them introduced them.

What?! Makeup artists?! There weren't supposed to be makeup artists in my room but Mirabel's friends.

" Oh, hi. " I replied, waving my hand slightly nervous. " I'll go take a shower. "

" Okay. "

I entered the bathroom with my phone. I quickly dialled my sister's number. She picked up at the last ring.

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