Hi!. When this idea hit me, I knew I just had to write it down so here goes;(Oh yeah, I don't own anything)
Nina's Pov
You know that one thing that you try to from childhood although, you still miss it? Either it's childhood acting, or dance, karate, soccer etc… That state of nostalgia where you see your old uniform or winning ball? Usually I'm pretty good at hiding my dirty little secret. Although, when the doorbell rang that cold October morning, all of that hiding I'd been building up, was completely obviated.
Fabian was in Ireland visiting family so I was in the common room reading a book minding my own business, all alone, when the doorbell rang. I got up and answered the door. There was a package sitting on the porch, getting soaked in the rain. I pulled it into the house and closed the door, trying to keep the cold air out. I read the return address… It was from gran!
I dropped the book and started prying the box open. Although, my nails weren't that sharp so I had to drag it into the kitchen to grab scissors. Everybody else was already in the kitchen still eating breakfast and talking so they almost didn't notice me until I gasped once I saw what was inside. Everyone shot around to look at me and they all walked towards me.
"What's in the box?" asked Amber
I closed the box, trying to hide my shame
"It must be something good!" Amber grinned
She ran to me pushed me out of the way and picked the box up. She plopped it on the counter. Everyone crowded around her so I couldn't get any closer.
"Don't laugh!" I piped
She opened the box and gasped, She pulled out the dress. It was a small dress from when I was younger. It was covered in sparkles, Rhine stones and glitter. It was bright pink and small enough to fit a toddler. It was from my days as a mini pageant queen.
"What is that?" asked Patricia "It looks like Amber's closet threw up"
"Hey!" Amber yelled "But really, what is it?" she asked
"I was… I…" I started to choke "I was in pageants"
"No way" Jerome laughed "Wait, did you win at least?"
"I won… a few"
"How many is a few?" asked Mick
"137" I whispered
"What?" Mick asked "I didn't hear you"
"ONE HUDRED AND THIRTY SEVEN!" I yelled
"How does one person win that many?" asked Mara
"I did them every weekend when I was little for years, they're called glitz pageants" I mumbled
"I can't believe this!" Alfie laughed
"I'm going in my room" I mumbled
I started to trudge to my room when Amber yelled;
"WAIT RIGHT THERE!"
I turned around;
"Why?" I asked
"I have something for you!" she ran out of the room
We were all silent for a few minutes until we heard her trample back down the stairs, only to burst into the room, out of breath, clutching a pink flyer.
"What's that?" I asked
"I was going to enter but, now that I know you have a past in pageants I think we should enter together!" she sqeauled
"No, no, no, no, no! I was I pageants, I don't think I'd do very well anyway" I smirked
"137?" she asked "Come on, Nina! You have to! Please!" she pleaded "PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE-"
"Fine! I'll do it! Just, stop with the nagging!" I rolled my eyes
Everyone else clapped and started to chant 'Miss America' over and over again, What had I gotten myself into?
Amber failed to mention that the pageant (Miss Teen Liverpool) was only two weeks away. Not only did I have to get a new dress (which Amber swore she would pay for), but I had to remember what on Earth what to do! My circle turns didn't look the same, my wave didn't look the same, and It didn't seem the same and yet, I still couldn't wait to get back on stage again.
I had already worked out my talent routine. I didn't have enough time to work out a dance routine like I used to do so, I decided to sing one of my favorite songs… Rolling In The Deep. I know it's old and kind of over-played but it's still a great song.
Today Amber is bringing me into town to try on dresses after school and I secretly couldn't wait. I was trying to play it off as if I was dreading ever saying yes but really, I missed pageants. I missed the great way you feel if you win, that moment when you're on stage and you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world but most of all, I missed the days were I considered myself beautiful.
Fabian says that I'm the most beautiful girl in the world but, I don't believe him. Even the other girls say I'm pretty but they're probably just saying that to get me to feel good.
When the final bell rang Amber grabbed my arm while I was picking up my stuff forcing me to drop everything.
"Leave it, we'll get it later" she said as she pulled my by the arm down the hallway. She dragged me down the stairs to the entrence and burst through the door;
"Amber! I can walk by myself!" I laughed
She gave me a stern look and let go;
"Just keep up!" she said
She began walking faster and faster until she was basically running (and I was running after her) towards the house. By the time we got there I was out of breath and didn't feel like even going anywhere but, I knew if I told Amber that, she'd smote me. Once we got there I saw a cab already waiting outside the house. That must have been why Amber was in such a rush! So the cabbie wouldn't think she stood him up ! It made a little more sense now
"You coming?" asked Amber
"Oh… yeah" I smirked, I must have dosed off
I got into the car and Amber scotched in next to me.
"SO, Are you ready?" she smiled
"Ready for what?" I asked
"TO HAVE THE BEST SHOPPING EXPEIRIENCE OF YOUR LIFE!" she sqealed
This was going to be a long afternoon. No, scratch that, this was going to be a long two weeks.