Hey guys! MossclawWarriors here! That one Mudkip isn't writing Total Drama stories anymore, so they let me finish their story Never Again. Just wanted to let ya know I'm not copying. I'm gonna post the first chapters as well, so here they are I don't own Total Drama, the OC's, although I might add in mine, or part of the story… I just revised a few parts, and I'm gonna add more chapters. Enjoy!
There are times like these when I really hate Mal. I looked in the mirror and saw someone with rosy red lips, dark mascara around their eyes, and a little blush on their cheeks. It was me, but not me at the same time. I didn't do make up, so wearing it was out of my comfort zone. My clothes were unlike me as well: a red dress that ended just below the knees, and red, uncomfortable heels.
Let me explain what was going on and why I was dressed like this. I was going on a date with Mal. I gave Mal a mental slap in the face. It was also Friday, Valentine's Day. Another slap. And I was dressed up like this. Even more slaps. The only thing that proved I was still the same Crystal was my dark blue messy bangs. Even my scar was covered by makeup, and I wasn't wearing my hat now.
I sighed. I also hate myself for dressing up like this. He said, "Look fancy", and this is how I decide to look. If I didn't love Mal enough, he would've been strangled to death by now. I sighed again, and headed out to the park, where Mal wanted to have our date.
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Geez, where is he? I thought he said he'd be here early… I thought to myself. I looked around. I didn't want to seem awkward and stuff, but I just stood on the middle of the sidewalk and frantically looked around. I continued walking, thinking maybe he'd be somewhere else.
Then I saw a couple kissing. Hey... That guy looks a lot like… My eyes widened. Those bangs, that shade under his eyes… Oh crap… it is! It can't be! It was…
Mal
My eyes watered and my vision blurred. No! It couldn't be! The only thing I could make out was the girl's shoulder length light brown hair before I realized I was shaking. I looked down and saw my knees trembling, as if they were on the verge of collapse. Before I could break down, I turned and ran. Running as fast as my stupid, uncomfortable heels could take me, tears flooding down my face.
There are times like these when I really hate Mal.