I know, I know, I know. I am sorry, but this isn't the Freshman Dance chapter, yet! I have indeed put it off for at least one more update. I am so sorry!
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AngelPOV
"Gazzy! You look like such a gentlemen! Come over here so I can take a photo, hun!" squealed my mother from down the stairs. I rolled my eyes at her, continuing to do my own hair.
Yes, I was going to the Freshman Dance. No, I didn't have a date. Yes, everyone still hates me. But, I know everything will turn out fine. I can feel it.
I got ready by myself. I knew the girls in the band and some others girls were getting ready at Nudges house, but I wasn't invited. It's quite dis-heartening, but I try not to take it too hard. It is all my fault they are ignoring me, anyway.
I went shopping for my dress and supplies by myself , chose everything I need on my lonesome with only the advice of the shop assitant and bought all the worthless crap out of my own money.
I was actually quite happy with my choices. I picked a theme, followed it, and suceeded, in my opinion.
Blue. That was what my theme was. To match my hair, is the main reason, but it is, seriously, an awesome colour. Navy blue cocktail dress that reached just above the knee. It seemed to flow outwards bellow the bust, the thick material wrapping together in folds. Layors of layors of underdressing was included. Strappy, blue heels. Light make-up, blue eyeshadow, blue jewelery. Blue.
My dyed, blue hair was tied back at the top, falling in perfect ringlets down my back.
My iPod played softly in the background, I hummed along happily. Soon, one of my favourite songs came on. Though it's originally sund by a guy, I couldn't help but sing along.
"Am I falling apart?
Is this falling in love, am I going insane?
You scratched out my heart
You scratched out my heart, you etched on my brain
Every word
Every word that you said goes round
Round in my head
Round like a cyclone in my mind
Well I've been trying to get a hold on you
I've been trying to get a hold on you
I've been trying to get a hold on you
On this crazy world of mine
Every day, right from the start
When I showed you my hand, I gave you my heart
Falling in love, feeling alive
Clear as to mud, I'm blue as your eyes, blue as your eyes
Is it all in my head?
You turned me away, you begged me to stay
Is it something I said?
You wanted to change, you wanted the same
Well I've been trying to get a hold on you
I've been trying to get a hold on you
I've been trying to get a hold on you
On this crazy world of mine
Every day, right from the start
When I showed you my hand, I gave you my heart
Falling in love, feeling alive
Clear as to mud, I'm blue as your eyes, blue as your eyes
Every day, right from the start
When I showed you my hand, I gave you my heart
Falling in love, feeling alive
Clear as to mud, I'm blue as your eyes, blue as your eyes
Every day, right from the start
When I showed you my hand, I gave you my heart
Falling in love, feeling alive
Clear as to mud, I'm blue as your eyes, blue as your eyes."
I sighed, applying the last coat of eyeshadow, I reached for my blue purse and walked out of my room. I walked down the stairs to see Gazzy and my mum in the lounge room.
She gasped, "Angel! What are you wearing?" she exclaimed.
I shrugged, "a dress..." I said slowly.
She shook her head, "no, no, no. I know of a perfectly suitable pink dress in your closet that you should wear. Just go wash your face and I will help you fix your hair -"
"No," Gazzy said, stepping forward, "she looks beautiful," his eyes met mine, and tears threatened to leak under my eyelids. Looking at him now, I knew he knew that I was ready to apologise, to make things better, with everyone.
But mum just laughed, "she looks disgusting, pathetic! A try-hard, seeking attention. You know that, Gazzy," she turned to me, "Angel, sweetie, you'll be the only one looking... like that!"
I walked past her, stopping next to her, "I didn't want your opinion," with that, I left the house, with Gazzy following.
Out the gate, I stopped walking to look at Gazzy. I smiled weakly as he grinned back, "it's good to have you back,"
There you go. DANCE IS NEXT CHAPTER! GET YOUR REQUESTS IN BEFORE THE WEEKEND SO I HAVE TIME TO GET THEM IN! Thanks, guys.
So, who thinks Angel is really back? Tell me what you think... All will be reavealed with time!