"Well, that was… unexpected." The mayor said nervously took his microphone back from Amanda. "Well, I think that's all the acts we have for tonight. Now it's time to—"
Before the mayor could finish his sentence, everyone suddenly noticed that it was now snowing. It was very strange; there wasn't even a cloud in the sky. Everyone wondered where this mysterious weather was coming from until they began to hear an unfamiliar voice singing a familiar Christmas carol, 'Silent Night'. Ian slowly stood up from his chair; he was the first to follow the source of the mysterious voice and he discovered that it was Ella. She was standing on a tall ladder and carving a beautiful Christmas angel out of a large block of ice she found behind the stage. And Ian was even more surprised to find out that she was the one who was singing.
Everyone followed Ian and they were all just as surprised as he was. As Ella sculpted and harmonized, Ian couldn't help but dance around in the snow flurry she was making.
"Silent night, starry night" She sang.
"All is calm, all is bright
'Round the fire, parents and young
Gentle, loving friends everyone
Home in our arms warm
Home in all our arms warm
Silent night, starry night
Snowfall makes the rooftops white
Huddle close to keep family warm
Tomorrow's dawn will bring Christmas morn
Now the day is done
Now that the day is done
Silent night, starry night
Leaves are still and the moon's in sight
Dreams are born as their eyes fall closed
Tomorrow's gift is that nobody knows
Sleep in beautiful peace
Sleep in beautiful peace
Sleep in beautiful peace
Sleep in beautiful peace…"
By the time she was finished, everyone in town cheered and clapped their hands for Ella. She heard everyone applauding from behind her and she quietly gasped in surprise.
"Oh… my." She whispered in fear.
"Well, that settles it, folks." The mayor declared. "It looks like the winner of this year's Christmas Talent Show is… Miss Ella Scissorhands!"
Ella's eyes widened as her cheeks started to turn a hot pink. Everyone in the audience cheered for her, especially Ian. Amanda was the only one who didn't cheer.
"WHAT?!" She shrieked, stomping her foot down on the ground.
"Oh no. Not this again." Ian muttered to himself in an annoyed way.
When Ella abruptly turned around to look back at Amanda, one of her scissor-fingers accidentally cut Ian's right arm. Ian let out a surprised cry as he felt the blade cut through his flesh; he looked at his new wound as well as the tear in his shirt sleeve. Ella worriedly gasped as she made her way towards him.
"Ian, I'm so sorry." She stuttered.
"Oh my goodness! Ian, are you okay?" Mrs. Kyle asked as she came to her son's aid.
"I'm okay, mom. I'm fine, really. It's just a little cut, see?" Ian said calmly.
"Okay, that is it! Now you've done it!" Amanda shouted as she angrily walked towards Ian and Ella.
"Amanda, what are you—" Ian said before Amanda began to lash out at Ella even more.
"You hurt him again and I'll kill you! You hear me? I'll KILL you!" She yelled.
"No, Amanda; it's just a scratch. Really, it's okay." Ian insisted.
"Ian is going to be fine, Amanda. Don't make too big a deal out of this, please." Mrs. Kyle calmly reasoned. "We just have to patch it up and—"
"Get out of here!" Amanda screamed at Ella. "Don't you get it, you freaky little bitch? These people don't want you here! You're a joke; a big, fat joke! A monster! A walking freak show! You can't touch anything without destroying it! So why don't you just do us all a favor and go back to wherever you came from?! Or better yet, jump off a building or a cliff, I don't care what you do! Just get outta here! NOW!"
And with that, Ella hurriedly walked away with tears in her eyes. Soon she started running faster and faster, not turning back.
"Ella, come back! I'm okay, really!" Ian called.
"You! There you are, still defending that monster!" Amanda screeched. "She tried to hurt you, for crying out loud!"
"No she didn't, and you know it!"
"Are you insane?! I just saw her with my own eyes! You know I'm right!"
"Amanda, don't you get it? I don't love you anymore! I just want you to go and leave me alone, okay? Just go!"
"Seriously? I'm losing you to… to HER?! She isn't even a person, not even human!"
"She's more human being than you'll ever be! All you've ever done was push her away, be mean to her, make her feel bad, and call her names!"
"Because she deserves it, duh!"
"UGH! Just get outta here, okay?! JUST GO! I HATE YOU, YOU TWO-FACED, BACK-STABBING BITCH! This is why I broke up with you in the first place!"
Everyone else gasped in shock at what they just heard; they had no idea Ian had broken up with the girl he had been dating since sixth grade.
"Fine, I'll go!" Amanda said. "And just for the record, I hate you too, Ian Kyle! But if that bitch does anymore damage to you, don't come crying to me, you bastard!"
Amanda once again slapped Ian right across the face and stormed off in a huff. Megs, and Mr. and Mrs. Kyle all came to Ian's aid as Ian watched Amanda stomp away in her platform shoes with an enraged sneer on his face. He sighed and closed his eyes.
"Slapped by the same girl twice. Believe it or not." He muttered.
"Don't worry about it, honey. She was always a bit… melodramatic." Mrs. Kyle told her son.
"I never liked her!" Megs shouted.
"And you were right." Ian whispered to his sister.
"What now?" Mr. Kyle asked, stepping forward.
"Officer!" Mrs. Kyle called to a police officer that was standing nearby.
"Yes, ma'am?" The officer asked as he approached the group.
"We need your help. You know Ella Scissorhands?"
"The scissor-handed girl? Yeah, I know about her. What about her?
"She just ran away and we don't know where she went. Can you please help us find her?"
"She might get herself into trouble… or worse! We could really use your help right now." Ian explained.
"Don't worry, folks; I'll send a quick call to the station right now and we'll all start to search all of town until we find her." The officer said reassuringly. "And lucky for you, I also happened to hear her singing so I'll be able to recognize her by her scissors and her voice."
"Good." Mrs. Kyle said.
'Geez, I hope she's alright.' He thought, looking at his arm wound with remorse.
