Ending Paradise

Spring Formal

I stood there all dressed up in my formal attire. A dark cerulean button-up with the sleeves rolled up to my elbows with black dress pants. A set of mixed matched fingerless gloves, blue and black that had the backs carved out for a decorated flash. My hair was pinned up in a nice bun and my face and form were clear to all my peers around me.

Kendra insisted on giving me semi-heavy eyeliner and eyeshadow with very little time or option to reject it. I was lucky because Charlie got stuck with a face full of layers of foundations and blush. Not that either of us mind makeup, Kendra gets a bit eccentric with dressing up.

She made sure to take us shopping beforehand. Hence, why Wynter is in a full tuxedo, walking around like the world's most expensive, princely penguin. Funny enough Kendra and Charlie's dresses were similar. Both sparkly but one long and the other short, one red, one green.

My boredom slowly seeped out my pores as one of my classmates had pulled me aside to talk about how much they loved my outfit.

Then another one cut them off to start ranting on and on about something. I was fairly tuned out until the conversation turned to a more interesting topic.

"I think you're way pretty without that thick ass robe and your hair up," He smiled and I groaned and rolled my eyes. "It made you look childish and a little too mysterious. Guys want more of an open book,"

"Good thing I don't care about appealing to barely proper men," I stared blankly before taking a sip of high school grade fruit punch.

"See I told you that icy tone and far-off glare is what all the ladies want!" The original commentator piped up.

A part of me wants to leave but I'm not sure how one exits a conversation. Do I say bye or see you later even though I probably won't?

"Are you kidding me? No one wants that! Nowadays it's about appearance and figure, if you can't do both you aren't gonna pull anyone," he suddenly pointed to my stomach.

"They don't have any tummy fat but lots of leg meat and wide hips. Their figure has perfect feminine curves and their appearance is magically masculine without being too overbearing,"

"You might be on to something. They are quite attractive when you think about it in a way that simple without feeling suffocating but their hips are too wide for the masculine look,"

"Yeah I can see what you mean it's not like a full hourglass figure,"

"Besides I've been into the girly looking guys or masculine-looking girls," She stated. "Maybe if they had bigger cup size,"

"Or a cup size at all," They both started laughing to themselves as if that wasn't one of the worst things they've said within the past five minutes.

I nearly had to stop myself from gagging. They both had rotten tastes. Girly guys and masculine girls are beautiful regardless.

I cleared my throat gathering both their attention, "You know theirs a real person inside the body. Maybe stop judging other figures and think about your ugly perspective on people,"

My voice hardly rose but one was looking at me as if I had been screaming at them for an hour straight.

"Geez, it wasn't serious no need to get emotional," The boy crossed his arms with a heavy breath.

I sighed before realizing my foolishness for participating in the circus with the acrobatic, dick-for-brains, teenage boy.

"I'm so glad you think harassing teens isn't serious. It makes it easier for me to report you," My chair slid out from under me as I pushed it all to the side and began to make my rounds about the dance hall.