A/N So, I'm drabble-ing, but cheating. I promised myself, after reading some, that I would write some. So I'm writing a multi-chaptered, under-200-words-per-chapter, story. Complain, hate, flame, whatever. I love those the best :)
Chapter: Fairy Tale
"Sweat it out, shut you mouth
free love on the streets but,
in the ally it ain't that cheap now."
You see her. Her glossy hair, smoky eyes, and perfect dress, in a dramatic black; the traditional hair down, Smokey eyes, red lips, and the little black dress. She's showing how she can take the most everyday look and make it look better than you can imagine.
You can't help but check the nearest mirror. When you look you see a girl who's obviously trying. Vibrant blue dress, fancy updo, colorful make-up, strappy shoes. Yet when you and you all enter, everyone's exclaiming about how darling she looks. Of course, who looks better than Massie?
Stepping aside, you take a relaxing sip of Hawaiian Punch. It's your favorite; you were the one who brought it. You take a deep breath and turn. And what to throw up.
Because gorgeous, perfect, Massie, is dancing with him. The one you've like for, well, just about ever. Just when you thought you had a chance. But why would you?
Sometimes, life doesn't work out like a Cinderella story.