Pretty Girl

Summary: Erika Potter was a normal, wealthy girl who just wanted excitement in her life. It seems she gets her wish when Mr. Mysterious comes.

Rated: K

Beautiful. You hear it every day, whether from your lover, or someone's who's courting you.

It's such a simple word- yet has big impact to men and women. It could be a way to describe the women they love. It's both a passionate word, both loved and despised by many.

Erika Potter was a lot like that. She loved and hated that word. Now she doesn't want to hear it and hide forever like a coward.

She was at a very high society ball, in which most royals or really wealthy like she was. It was quite a lovely one too, but Erika wasn't in the mood to mingle or dance. Just think.

"Hello, my dear. Would you like to dance? A girl like you should be having a good time. Not being alone." A handsome man, about in the 20's told her.

"No thank you. But I really need to think." Erika told him bluntly excusing herself out.

She hated this. Hated how everything turned out.

"How could I've been so clueless?" Erika sadly pondered.

She began thinking back.

To where it all started.