Stealing From The God Of Misschief

3

I woke up by a loud knock and almost jumped up. Looking around my room, i saw nothing unusual. That ment that it must've came from either my mom's 'room' or the 'living room'. You couldn't really call it a room though. It was basically an all in one living spot, the kitchen was there, the couch, the table, the old television, everything pushed together to fit in our apartment. The moment i stood up from my bed, i felt something under my foot. I looked down and found that i had placed my foot right on top of a dead mouse.

"Ah shit, that's fucking nasty!"

"Language!" I heard from the other room.

"Sorry mom!"

I quickly walked out of my room. 'Thank god i sleep with socks on', i thought on my way over to my mom.

"Would you like some eggs, dear?"

"No i'm good mom, thanks." I set, while wipping everything from the table so i could sit.

"Ohw okay sweetie." She said with a sad face.

"You know what, eggs sound good. I changed my mind." I said. My mom's lips curled into a smile.

I loved watching her smile. It is so bright. I don't know what i would possibly do without her. My face saddened by the thought of losing her. If that moment was to come i'd be alone in this world. Completely alone...

I shaked of the thought when my mom placed my eggs in front of me, on the table. She always made them look so delicious. Even with that old pan that if you look at it you could throw up. I hastily ate the eggs, as i was starving, and put my empty plate in the sink.

I walked to the couch which my mom had taken place on and gave her a quick hug, thanked her for the very tasteful eggs and went to my room to finish the rest of my plan. The gala would start at 8pm, it was now 1pm, i know, i sleep long, so i still have 7 hours to get everything perfect.

One hour before the gala

"Goodbye mom." I said, on my way to the door.

I had explained to her that i had a sollicitation, with one of the headworkers at the palace, for a job. At first she found it slightly suspicious, but i'm a really good liar so eventually she believed me. I closed the door behind me and sighed quietly. Let's do this thing.

At the palace

I just arrived, the gala would start any minute now. On my way here i had stopped in an abandoned alley to switch into the dress. I had showered before leaving the apartment so i smelled alright and didn't look like i just came out of a swamp. To my suprise the dress had fitted perfectly when i had putten it on. I was now standing in front of the huge gates of Asgard's precious palace, along with thousands of others. They all looked beautiful. All woman were wearing gowns and all the man either black or green suits (Loki's color), finished of with golden touches.

I had thought that i looked nice, but seeing everyone else, i felt as what i actually am: A girl from the hood. A man came up to me. It was difficult to see his face as my vision got blurred by the rain. It hadn't rained untill now and everyone was running around trying to find cover, so their outfits and hair, make-up didn't get ruined. Me on the other hand didn't bother moving. I wasn't here to show off my dress nor hair, so why move? The man who had been coming my way came to a halt right next to me.

I had to look up to meet his gaze, which was already focussed on me. Only then i recognised him. Chad. The guy i had completely burned in front of his friends.

"Well well well, what have we here?" He asked mockingly.

"What do you want?" I answered in a very annoyed tone.