Story (part 8)

When the girls opened the door the in-house-spa was busy with women in white robes walking around, several TVs tunned to different news and home cahnels, newspaper pages flipping, and the chime of fresh gossip in the air. There were several growm women in different stations of the salon part of the giant room. The spa was divided into the spa and the salon, one to realax and get massages and cleaning therapies, and the other to get all prepped for the common galas and dinner parties. There were three tan styling chairs with their respective stations, one tanning bed, two …… with rolling mani pedi carts next to them, and a wet bar at the far end. A sliding opaque, soundproof door separated the massage space from the slaon.
“Hey mom,” Olivia said to one of the woman who was currently sitting on a styling chair having her hair straightened by a woman.
“Hi girls!” Mrs. Brown said gleefully as she gulped down the last of her champagne flute. “We are almost done here,” She added motioning to the woman who were now all staring at the two girls. “Why don’t you go into the spa and then when you are done there we will be out of your way here. We will see you at the gala looking adorable I hope.”
“Sure mom, that sounds great. Thanks. Bye!” Olivia finished with a measured tone that proved to be effective to get her mom to think she had no worries in life. Hadley pronounced her thanks and her goodbye’s to the women congregated and both moved to the sliding door. In contrast to the eternal hum of machines, blow dries, people, and TVs in the room they had just left, the spa contained only the sound of the quiet zen fountains and the soft elody of one of the Enya Cds that was always kept playing. As soon as they walked into the room two women in blue robes stood up from a desk with a computer and a phone to attend to them.
“Would you like to get started with the mud bath and then move on with the aroma therpy and the two massages you scheduled?” Asked the taler of the two, her small hands joining infront of her chest and her Asian face producing a serene tone.
Olivia looked at Hadley to see what she thought of the itinerary for tehe one hour spa treatment and when she grinned sheepishly back Olivia said that would be perfect. Hadley grinned all he way to the changing room where they took off all their clothes and replaced them with a lavender, flimsy, silk robe. Olivia started to laugh. She couldn’t help it, seeing the delight in her best friend’s face was so funny. Hadley was a spa girl. She got one treatment every two months just like all the other girls in heir clique at Olivia’s house, but today was an extra one that was booked for preparation to a special evening. They went back into the main loft where a Jacuzzi filled with bubling brown goo welcomed them. The women brought each of the girls a tube with Clinique Deep Cleansing Emergency Mask. Hadley expertly spread hers evenly on her face and then moved on to even out the bumpy mask that was covering Olivia’s face. Then both of them got in the tub and sat down, absorbed in their thoughts