A/N: I have kind of bad news. I'm going to be ending Dream Angel soon. But, I'm going to have a follow-up to this and it will all be explained in the next two chapters, I promise. I'm sorry that it is almost over, but all good things come to an eventual end. Hope you enjoy the update!

Love, Joanne.

10. Advances

After the race, the 'Stangs and I headed out for a victory dinner at, where else, the Storybrook Juke. As I sipped my milkshake, still high off of my victorious win, I couldn't help but feel there was something missing.

As I looked around the juke, I realized something. Although I was with all my guys, there was someone I wanted to be with. Belle.

Instead of Belle, Regina, Mallory, and Katherine hung around us like moths on a porch light on a late summer night in June. You could swat them, but they kept coming back.

"Congratulations on your little win, Goldy," said Regina as she threw her arms around my neck.

I took her arms, pulling them off of me. "Don't call me Goldy, and don't touch me."

"Mmm, feisty, I love it when you get angry," smirked Regina as she pouted her lips seductively. I scooted away from her, but she moved closer, trying to cuddle up with me.

"Just stop it okay?" I said, trying to keep calm. "I'm not into easy chicks."

"Oh really?" asked Katherine. "I heard from Jim Boy that you like your girls easy."

"Maybe my tastes have changed Katherine," I said, crossing my arms defensively. "Maybe I'm into chasing after a girl… someone who hasn't been fucked by every guy in town…"

"Whoo-ee," said Auggie as he clapped me on the back. "Looks like Regina just got rejected by my man over here. Regina, how does it feel that the only guy you haven't fucked in town doesn't want you?"

"Oh, that doesn't matter," Regina said as she got up from her seat. "We're going to be together whether he likes it or not… See you later Goldy-cakes."

She blew me a kiss, and I cringed away from her, feeling the imaginary germs reach my face and burning me like acid.

. . .

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Ruby asked Belle. The two girls sat in Ruby's bedroom, the red haired girl poised with the makeup brush and eyeliner, ready to change Belle for good.

"I need to," sighed Belle hopelessly. "It's the only way. And you need to show me how to do this myself also so I can maintain the look."

"Alright," said Ruby as she blew her hair out of her face. She began to outline Belle's eyes in black kohl, paying great attention as to not smudge the thin line. She then applied a silver eye shadow to each lid, and then began to color Belle's cheeks with the right amount of blush. To top off the entire make up look, she lavishly applied a ruby, seductive red to Belle's lips. "Now, all we need to do is your hair, and to find you an outfit to tie it all together."

Ruby began to curl Belle's hair with an iron, hair spraying the curls so that they stayed in place. When she had finished, Belle's hair made her look like a sexy, wild woman. "Now, do you have any idea what I should wear?" asked Belle timidly.

"Belle!" cried Ruby in frustration. "You cannot be timid with this look! Okay, this is goodbye to that innocent, naïve, push-over Belle, and hello to the confident, sexy, brazen Belle! You have to embrace the new you!"

Belle sighed and looked at her reflection in Ruby's vanity mirror. Ruby was right. She could never go back to being her old self; there was only the new Belle, now and forever. "Give me the sexiest, sluttiest outfit you own," Belle demanded.

"For you, babe, I have just the thing," grinned Ruby.