If You Give A Girl A Crown

Chapter 8

After we met Mason it was time to sit in the ladies room with queen America and the other girls. I had nothing better to do then sit and have a quiet conversation with some of the girls, including Laura. "The prince is so obviously into me." One girl with icy blue eyes and striking blonde hair says as if she has already won.
"We had a connection, I bet I'll make it far in this competition, far enough to taste the crown." Said another girl, Amy Lee, a three with almond eyes and jet black hair. I notice she says crown as if she cares more about being queen then being in love or getting married to Mason. She won't last a month.
"Why don't you all just shut up?" Maddie Ty, a two, scolds the group if girls I've been having a conversation with. This Maddie is nothing like the Maddie I know from home.  Maddie points a finger at the girl with icy eyes. "You are fat so why don't you just pack your bags?" The girl, Jenny I recall, looks like she just might throw up. But Maddie isn't done. Maddie points a long menacing finger towards Amy."And you look like your face has been hit by a bus," she crinkled her nose in disgust. "So your no competition." I stare at this girl in hatred.
"Well you feet are fat, your nose looks like it was run over and your hair is so dead I think its affecting your already defective brain." Says Amy with so much venom in her voice it reminds me when I was taught in school about poisonous snakes. The thing that scares me the most is when Maddie leans it and whispered something to Amy. Amy turned so green I thought she would throw up. The next couple minutes were a blur. Amy scratched Maddie like a  cat with claws. Maddie started to fake cry, careful not to smudge her makeup. I almost wanted to cheer Amy on but I decided against it. Queen America rushed over to hold Amy back and the guards rushed in to escort Amy away. That is why I am sitting alone in my room. Poor Amy, I think, she'll be gone by morning...
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I hear a faint knock at my door. I walk over to open it. Mason is now standing in front of me smiling. It is a rather forced smile of course, but its a start.
"Are you ok lady Nicole?" Mason asks me, worry hinted in his voice.
"I'm just fine, my lord Mason," I bow to emphasize the joke, "I am flattered of you to be in my company." Mason snorts.
"The pleasure is all mine, lady Nicole." Mason holds an arm out for me to grab, and I do. I look at Mason and I see his brilliant blue eyes, his perfect blonde hair and his sparkling smile showing his beyond white teeth. A feeling I have never really felt before starts to boil up inside me, I let it rise, I let it warm my cold bones. As Mason and I start half skipping half walking toward where ever it is we are going I blurt some thing out that I never thought I would. Just eight words.
"Will you go on a date with me?"
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