Marisol went back to giggling. "Well...I am a commoner!" She said, but she finally stopped laughing. "I'm sorry. I'll be a good girl now." She said in a fake penitant voice.
He smirked. [color=9933FF]"When I'm done with you, trust me — you'll be anything but a commoner."[/color] He loved doing these little make overs. Shiloh cracked his knuckles and cleared his throat, ready to resume lessons. They didn't have much time, after all, so there was little room for joking.
[color=9933FF]"Walk like I just showed you,"[/color] he commanded. [color=9933FF]"If you can't master the walk then everything else will fall to pieces. YOU CAN DO IT MARISOL!!!"[/color]
[color=9933FF]"Walk like I just showed you,"[/color] he commanded. [color=9933FF]"If you can't master the walk then everything else will fall to pieces. YOU CAN DO IT MARISOL!!!"[/color]
Marisol took a deep breath and started walking with as much elegance and dignity as she could muster. It wasn't perfect, but it was an improvement. "How's that?" She asked.
Shiloh clapped his hands together a few times. [color=9933FF]"Ok. That's good enough, though there's always room for perfection!"[/color] He looked around, then started walking toward the exit. [color=9933FF]"Time to go do your hair, makeup, and get you a nice dress. Follow me."[/color] With that, Shiloh exited the ballroom and started walking toward the dormitory's.
It was slightly sad that he had hair accessories and the like all in his dorm room... but, then again, he was Shiloh Lancaster. He always had to be prepared for any sort of occasion!
It was slightly sad that he had hair accessories and the like all in his dorm room... but, then again, he was Shiloh Lancaster. He always had to be prepared for any sort of occasion!
Marisol barely kept from grimacing. She didn't really like people fussing over her...this had better be worth it. She thought it a little odd that he had hair accessories in his dorm. But then...he himself was a little odd.
"Hey, I don't think I caught your name..." She said.
"Hey, I don't think I caught your name..." She said.
[color=9933FF]"Shiloh. Shiloh Lancaster,"[/color] the young man said, smiling. Once at his dorm room, he stepped inside, knowing he wouldn't get in trouble for having a girl in his room. After all, his parents could put this place out of business if he so wished it.
Shiloh made his way over to the golden plated sink and grabbed some brushes, hair accessories, and shampoo. A hair drier and a comp were also present. [color=9933FF]"We'll work on hair first. Take a seat right here. I'll wash your hair and brush it, then we'll decide on how to style it. What time does this date start so I know how long I've got?"[/color]
Shiloh made his way over to the golden plated sink and grabbed some brushes, hair accessories, and shampoo. A hair drier and a comp were also present. [color=9933FF]"We'll work on hair first. Take a seat right here. I'll wash your hair and brush it, then we'll decide on how to style it. What time does this date start so I know how long I've got?"[/color]
"Shiloh. Shiloh Lancaster"
Marisol nodded. "Nice to...officially meet you."
What time does this date start so I know how long I've got?"
"It's at six." Marisol said as she sat down. She crossed her ankles uncomfortably.
Marisol nodded. "Nice to...officially meet you."
What time does this date start so I know how long I've got?"
"It's at six." Marisol said as she sat down. She crossed her ankles uncomfortably.
Six. Alright. [color=9933FF]"And what time is it now?"[/color] Shiloh asked, too busy to look at the clock. He rolled up his sleeves, turned on the water, and put her head under the faucet, beginning to scrub her hair. He needed to get her all pretty for this date and he only trusted himself with such a job.
"Three." Marisol replied. She'd never been fond of people playing with her hair, but she just sucked it up. Hopefully it would be worth it.
Shiloh gasped loudly in panic. Thee o'clock... that only left him three hours to prepare her! He started scrubbing quickly, though he made sure to do it thoroughly. Whether or not he was hurting her he couldn't really pay attention to.
After rinsing Marisol's hair out, Shiloh paused for a moment, grabbing a towel and wiping his hands. He grabbed a brush. [color=9933FF]"This miiiiight hurt..."[/color] he said, and started brushing her hair rather fast.
After rinsing Marisol's hair out, Shiloh paused for a moment, grabbing a towel and wiping his hands. He grabbed a brush. [color=9933FF]"This miiiiight hurt..."[/color] he said, and started brushing her hair rather fast.