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Felicity couldn't help the grin on her face. The girls, as in her maids Isabelle, Ms.Gina, and Nadia, had said they had a surprise for her. She wasn't exactly sure what it was but she knew a big event was coming up and that meant a new outfit.

The room was set up like it once was before when they first had gotten her dressed. Mrs.Gina greeted her with open arms and a kiss on her forehead. Mrs.Gina was a nice older woman who had somewhat became like a second mother to her, although she'd never won't to replace her own.

"Felicity I can't wait for you to see what we have planned," Isabelle calls out.

She laughs as Mrs.Gina leads her to the bathroom where the bath water is waiting  and everything she'll need to oil her skin. Just about a week ago she was finally able to convince them to allow her to at least bathe and lotion by herself. Which sounded so werid to her that she had laughed about it when she wrote a note to her mother.  Felicity's bath was speedy and she managed to condition her hair like Nadia usually asks. 

The bathroom isn't empty for two seconds before she's swung into the world of a princess as she likes to call it.

"Oh your going to love this," Nadia announces as begins to do her hair. Just like Nadia has done from the very first time they met she ties a blind fold around Felicity's eyes so she has no way of telling what her hair and makeup will look like. For nearly a hour Nadia blow dries, styles, and pines up Felicity's hair or at least that's all that Felicity can tell she's doing. Felicity grins as she hears Nadia put down everything in her hands and gets ready to remove the blindfold. It falls to the floor as soundless as a feather. Felicity locks eyes with herself in the mirror and her hand instantly goes up to the pony tail in her hair. Her hair is laid back into a ponytail of curls that fall to her shoulders. In the front of her head two lose curls frame her face.

"I love it," Felicity gushed, looking at Nadia through the mirror. Nadia does a playful bow and takes a step back which leaves Felicity a bit confused. What about my makeup she thought.

Surprisingly Isabelle takes Nadia's place behind the chair and gives Felicity a mischievous smirk. "Bet you didn't think I can do makeup," she taunts. Then Felicity's chair is turned from the mirror and she can no longer see herself.  She takes a long deep breath and with a mumble hopes that she's in the right hands.

"As bad as I hate to say this," Felicity jokes,"You've managed to exceed all expectations I had for you," she tells Isabelle who puts her hand to her chest in mock hurt.

Felicity wasn't lying and as she looked in the mirror she felt kind of bad for doubting her friend. Her makeup was stunning and elegant. She had on a seemingly perfect winged eyeliner, and beautiful shimmering black eyeshadow that didn't come off as to much. She also had some other things on her face that she wasn't sure of like something that made her cheekbones shine. The finale thing was her lips which were painted a bright bold red that made everything from her brown skin to her black eyeshadow pop.

Without saying a word she gets up and hugs Isabelle and Nadia. Felicity always got emotional after things like this. She still wasn't used to it all and she was glad she could make these two good friends out of it.

It was break time for them all and Felicity was glad. They met Mrs.Gina by the bed and all camped out on the floor. Mrs.Gina praised the girls on their wonderful work and showered Felicity with compliments that made her face burn like a red pepper.

"We're so proud of you," Mrs.Gina appalled, but Felicity was confused.

"For what?" She had asked.

"For what?" Nadia repeated. "You've made it this far! You're an Elite,  you're almost there, you're basically one step away from becoming a princess!"

Right then and there it had actually hit Felicity. She was right. Felicity was and Elite and she couldn't explain the overwhelming feeling that was bubbling up inside her. She had made it this far. She was one of the prince's top picks and nothing and no one could take that away. She must've looked like the Cheshire Cat, her grin was so wide her whole face hurt.

"I'm an Elite?" Felicity said hoping for one of them to confirm it once again because she didn't quite catch it the first few times.

"Oh for goodness sakes City! You're an Elite," Nadia shouted.

The room erupted in cheers. None of the ladies cared if it disturbed the others although they might later. They were happy and dancing and enjoying themselves to much to let anything bring them down. In a way this reminded Felicity of when she was back at home and how her family singed out when she was Selcted. She bet they were doing it again, probably right now at the same time she was.

'I can win this,' she thinks to herself, 'I really can.'

After the celebration it's time for Felicity to get dress and that brings fourth more excited giggles.

"We made this one just for you," Nadia says, "Isabelle picked out the lace fabric because she knows how much you love it, I picked out the color because you look stunning in red, we all decided on the shape of the dress and Mrs.Gina did all the heavy duty, she sewed it all together."

Felicity closed her eyes before they could even tell her. She knew how big they were on surprises.

"1..." Nadia says.

"2..." It's Isabelle this time.

"3..." Mrs.Gina shouts and my eyes fly open.

"Wow..." Felicity trails off unable to come up with another word. Even though she knows there are a million different words better to describe the gorgeous dress that's all she can get pass her lips. They knew what she couldn't say and before she could they covered her in a group hug.

Felicity had to get dress quickly she didn't have much time. Most of if was spent forcing her into a pair of four inch silver heels that she refused to put on her feet but ended up in them anyway. Mrs.Gina didn't add much else but a small pair of dangling diamond earrings and a silver necklace.

"Thank you for everything," she says as they rush her out the door, "I promise to tell you about that date later," she yells before they manage to completely kick her out.