My Life as a Future Dream Demon
Hello world of the weirdos of the world who decided to read my diary for whatever reason. My name is...well it's not that important anymore. Ever since that evil triangle from my favorite cartoon showed up in my life my name has been 'diamond' or 'run that girl talks to nothing!' or something similar. I have to admit that I like the first one over the second. Yeah, you heard me right: evil triangle for my favorite cartoon is haunting my life. That was a fun day. I was just sitting by myself playing piano, when nobody else was home, and then all of the sudden the piano keys were playing some old show tune and then I see a triangle demon sitting beside me on my piano bench playing the keys. I recognized him instantly as Bill Cipher from my favorite show so my first thought was that I had finally lost my marbles.
Turns out I've been insane for the longest time and that's what he liked about me. Apparently the triangle shaped birthmark on my forearm symbolizes that I will one day marry the dream demon that is Bill Cipher. Like imprinting.
That was a very weird day.
So now I have a time limit. As soon as a turn 16, Bill binds himself to me and I become a full fledged dream demon.
I have until February 23 until I become a dream demon. Part of me wants it to come as fast as possible and the other wants me to hide in a closet and hope he never finds me. Come my birthday, I'm going to have unstoppable power. Best birthday present ever. Of course I also kinda marry a demon on that day… pluses and minuses I guess.
Well I hope you find my life entertaining.
January 24, 2017
I was sitting bored in my chemistry class. It was always so dull and irritating in that classroom. I was surrounded by tall, thin blonde girls and tall, buff football players. It was hard to believe this was an pre-ap chemistry class. By the people in there you would think that it was the popular table in the cafeteria. The teacher was young and had no idea how to teach and was also blonde and skinny. All of the clothes they wore were fancy, even the teachers. I hated this class so much. Surrounded by stereotypes of rich white people was not what I wanted to do for an hour every day 5 days a week. Plus, I was terrible at chemistry. I had barely passed the previous semester and I had a feeling that that would apply for this semester too.
Suddenly, a flash filled the room, but only I saw it. My pal Bill appeared next to my desk, his cane in hand.
"Hi diamond!" he said in his weird echoey voice.
"Sup Cipher." I said, not even looking at him, busy with my notes that didn't make any sense whatsoever.
"Wow… you look terrible, diamond. Like a diamond in the rough."
"Thank you for your Aladin reference. And yeah, I know." I yawned, rubbing my eyes that had large dark marks underneath them. "It's not really my fault though. My sister kept me up past 1:00 questioning me on what you're like. She is the only one that believes me… and the only one I've told about you. And I get up early in the morning, remember?"
"How can I forget? I can't be near my precious diamond at that terrible place."
"It's school. You're going to have to remind yourself that I get up at 4:30 in the morning to get ready for school."
"Putting that aside that. I can't have you looking like you're a hobo that got hit by a bus beside a freeway. We gotta doll you up!"
"In the middle of my chemistry class?"
"You're not learning anything anyways. Come on diamond."
He conjured up a large mirror to show me my gross appearance. My skin was pasty white like a vampire's, my dark gold hair was a bit greasy, my emerald eyes had dark marks underneath them and over all I looked like a zombie. My outfit wasn't much better. I was wearing an old hoodie, that I loved with all my being, over an old academic pentathlon shirt from the 7th grade. I hated to admit it, but I was wearing a pair of dark green sweat pants. Even my boots looked gross being covered in mud and grass from when I was forced to play capture the flag in a muddy field.
"Fine."
Cipher then snapped his fingers and suddenly my chemistry class disappeared and I was just surrounded by the blank white abyss that was the dreamscape. I was used to the dreamscape at this point because Bill constantly kidnapped me during my classes and any other time where I wasn't doing anything of importance and took me there were we would do basically anything I wanted to do to escape my life.
"Now what should I put you in?" the triangle thought, his arms resting on his cane. "Oh I know!"
He tapped my head lightly with his cane and said "Bibbidy Bobbidy Boo."
"Very clever."
I wished I was transformed into something beautiful and flattering, because I am a bit overweight, but I shocked to find myself wearing something that I had never even considered looking at before. And for good reason. I found myself wearing a shirt that resembled an old fashioned corset with a black piece of fabric laced in the front covering a bright yellow crop top. The sleeves were the width of my bra...well my original bra. I was now wearing a strapless bra which I could tell you did not make me feel comfortable considering I'm what my mom calls 'gifted' in that area. I wasn't wearing any pants, what I did have was a yellow skirt the size on a postage stamp and...where those fish nets? My size 10 feet were crammed into a pair of black high heels that made me 6 inches taller. Looking myself in the mirror I saw that Bill didn't only change my clothes but also my face. My rounded face was now free of dark marks and pimples but that was the best part of that. I had fake eyelashes on with heavy mascara and even heavier eyeliner. My eyeshadow was yellow, gold and black and I was wearing black lipstick. My earrings had been changed from my pink studs to dangly black diamond earrings, and knowing Bill, those were probably real diamonds. My hair was brushed but still had a bit of my natural curl and was held back a bit with a head band with a bow on top, showing off my widows peak and basically making my face look like a heart. Around my neck was the necklace Bill had given me when he first appeared to me: a black choker necklace with a pendant made out of a large ocean blue diamond surrounded by a bunch of small black ones. He called it an engagement present.
"This ain't happening." I said, glaring at the triangle.
"But you look so cute!"
"There is no way in heck that I am going back to my chemistry class in fishnets." I said, crossing my arms.
"Fine, fine. Let's try this again."
He snapped his fingers and my outfit and hair changed. Each outfit was wrong in so many ways. When do I ever wear anything tight?
"Hate my hair."
"Not likely."
"Yikes."
"Yikes."
"Yikes."
"Let me guess, this is what you think of my personality."
"Come on diamond. You have to like one of things I put you in." Bill pouted.
"You put me in things that my parents would kill me if I wore." I said, crossing my arms over the yellow crop top I was wearing. "Plus, if I'm showing more skin than what's covered up there is a big problem. And do you really want your future WIFE wearing THIS in front of everyone?"
"Good point. But you're not allowed to go back to wearing sweatpants and old t-shirts."
"Fine. But I'm going to pick out my next outfit alright?"
"...Fine… Just no sweat pants or anything like them. And if you come out wearing that hoodie I'm going to burn it."
"Do that and you don't have a girlfriend anymore."
Bill snapped his fingers and we were transported out of the mindscape. When we reappeared somewhere, Bill was in his human form. This meant that we were in the real world. He wore a pair of black jeans, yellow shirt and hoodie and a pair of black leather church shoes. It took me a little while to figure out where I was but I soon recognized it as the shopping and fashion district of New York City.
"Bill, aren't you forgetting something." I said, motioning to my short shorts and crop top.
Bill smiled a genuine smile before removing his yellow hoodie and handing it to me. I graciously accepted the large hoodie and put it on. It covered more that what my other outfit did so I was ok with this as long as it didn't take too long.
Bill held out his arm for me to take. One thing I did like about Bill was that he behaved like a gentleman...well around me. I knew enough about him to know that I was the only one to get that sort of treatment. He led me into a really fancy store, holding the door open for me before entering himself.
The store was really upper class, something that I wouldn't even be allowed into before I knew Bill.
Together we wandered the store. I had to pull Bill away from a section of tight and short clothes several times before I decided on something to try on.
"Hurry up Diamond. I wanna see what you've picked out!"
"Fine, fine."
I came out of the dressing room. I was wearing a black shirt dress with poofy long sleeves, a pair of black leggings and my black boots that I had on early, just now they weren't covered in mud. My make-up was soft and less black. My face looked so pale against all of the black, almost ghostly, but I liked it that way. My hair was pulled back by a blue headband with a little jewlery on it to make it sparkle.
"You look adorable!" Bill said, "I'd prefer a bit more yellow...but black is good too. And the blue looks great against your golden hair."
"Thanks." I said, blushing. I may not be a girly girl but even I enjoy a compliment from a boy...well whatever Bill was.
"Oh I picked something out for you while you were changing."
"I'm not wearing fishnets. Period."
"It's not fishnets. Here."
He handed me a small parcel and then went to the checkout counter where he paid for my outfit. I opened it to find out that it didn't have anything to do with my outfit but it would definitely cause me to go shopping again.
I tackled him from behind in a hug. He was a bit shocked at first but enjoyed his first hug by me.
"Are you serious? You're going to take me?" I asked, grinning from ear to ear as I held up the contents of the parcel: two tickets.
"Of course," Bill put his arm around my shoulder as we walked out of the story. "I know that he's your favorite composer, and he's hosting an event that contains your favorite musicals and all I had to do was give my dear old friend ALW a phone call telling him that it was time to pay me back for my services so of course we're going."
"I get to travel to Europe? To meet my favorite composer? And watch my favorite musicals one of which hasn't even gone to America yet?"
"See, being engaged to a dream demon has its perks. Of course we're going to have to buy you something really nice to wear to the theatre and probably have a repeat of today because now I realise how picky you are with your clothes. But yeah. It's going to be you, me and old ALW for over 12 hours of musicals."
"That sounds like heaven."
"But you have to give me something in return."
"Which is?"
"A kiss. If you haven't noticed, you're not that 'touchy feely' with me. I think that was our first hug back there. And I think one kiss won't hurt you too much."
He gave me his signature chesire cat smile which sent a shiver down my spine.
"Um...ok."
"Well, we should probably be getting you back to your chemistry class. Eventually they will notice that you aren't there."
"Rather doubt it."
He transported me back to my chemistry class. No one even batted an eyelash at my sudden reappearance: sometimes it comes in handy that no one ever notices me. I found that my chemistry assignment on my desk was already complete in my handwriting but I had definitely not written it. Bill. I thought I had already had this conversation with him. I'm going to pass or fail by myself.
The rest of the day went on as normal. Hiding in the library during lunch, hiding in the back of all my classes and just ignoring society all together. I did get a compliment on my outfit from a blonde girl that I couldn't recognize for the life of me. But she seemed nice so I accepted the compliment. Eventually it was time for me to go home by way of the school bus. Fun. The bus was loud, smelly and lacked air-conditioning which was not good considering I was wearing long sleeves. But this was my life: I was always covered up and well hidden.
And that's how I liked it.