Disclaimer: I unfortunatly dont have the privlage of owning Ella Enchanted srry guys :( mostly cause I would never be able to come up with something as great as it. Any way happy reading!
Invisible Ella
I looked in the mirror, same old ordinary me, though there is a lot of magic under my face. It may not show but it is there. I sigh and look at my blue eyes. So much depth to them. Then my lips, those lips as red as roses, oh how I wish they were soft, pale and pink. Such a delicate pink they would be. Freckles sprinkled over my nose. What have I done to deserve a gift like this.
Oh how I wish my mother said 'Ella have green eyes' or 'Ella have long fine blonde hair' here comes another sigh. But it wasn't from me. It was from down stairs. I get my long hair and tie it up in a pony tail that tickled my lower back.
"Ella dear, please come over here." Mother said from the kitchen, I sighed my 'gift' taking over me. It is my 14 birthday today, I have never been so glad. Soon I will be free of this nightmare.
"Ella, your father and I have to go for a trip," oh no. The thing I hate the most in the world. My parents love to travel, well mum did, dad only did it to please her – sweet, no?
"Anyway you will have to go to finishing school," this is not good. No it is not. I would rather die than go to finishing school. I hate it so much. All you do is act like a stuck up snob for the whole day.
"Unless …" she trailed off, I hope this isn't one of her brilliant ideas, I sighed quietly and waited for her to gather her thoughts.
"Maybe …" she paused again; I cannot imagine what is going through her head at this moment in time. Must be something undoubtedly horrible, terrifying maybe even torturous, yes it must be.
"Hmmm…. Let me talk to your father first, run along now," she looked at me with a pained expression. Oh god, oh merciless god. This is not good. I feel my 'gift' commanding me to do as I am told. My body tries to say no. I feel nauseated. I run up stairs – she never said anything about eves dropping!
My ear was down on the rugged carpet as I fought to hear a single word.
"We cant …" "You know it …." "She's too young …"
I didn't hear much there was a muffled thud. I sighed, oh well. This mustn't be as bad as I thought, I pondered on this for a moment. I walked down the stairs quietly and peeked through the glass on the door, all I could see is gently tears running down my mothers face and my father's harsh face gentle and thought full.
It must be as bad as I thought it would be.
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