Beautiful.
My heart stops. I almost drop my guitar. I see a girl, wearing a bulky parka. Little wisps of red hair stick out of the fur hood. She was beautiful.
The other girls are wearing slutty outfits. Bikinis, lingerie. They came solely for the purpose of flaunting their bodies at the boys. Not this girl. She worked hard on her costume. Came because she thought it would be fun to dress up, not hook up.
That girl in the parka, was beautiful. I didn't care if she was fat or deformed. She had gorgeous hair and a unique, cute, little face.
She was mature. She deemed this as a time to be creative, and that she was. I would find out who she is. That beautiful, beautiful girl.