Skylar
I have to do this, I have to look the best, no perfect for her. For them. If I don't impress them then I wont be liked- no loved, care for. No one will want to talk to an ugly shit like me. I have to look my best- no perfect, dammit!
'Put your makeup on, get your nails done, curl your hair, run the extra mile, keep it slim so they like you'
'Do they like you?'
Sky looked at her body and face in the mirror. She hated herself, every thing about herself. Her hair was in a messy curl, going where it pleased. Her once golden-yellow eyes now a dulling color of tan from the lack of sleep. Even her figure looked all wrong to her. As much as she tried, she could never seem to remove the 'fat' that was there.
She wanted to cry, she wanted to be pretty- no she wanted to be beautiful. She wanted to be the talk of the town. She wanted to be that one girl to walk any where and guys AND girls to fawn over her.
But she couldn't have that, she WaSn'T GoOd EnOuGh!
She fell to the ground crying, letting the tears fall down her face. She wasn't happy in her own skin, she always wanted to be someone else.
Someone like Tyla, she was very cute in a nerdy way. Always wearing the cutes plaid tops, with skinny jeans and high tops being red or black. And to top it all off with thick framed lenses, filling up her face in a good way.
Or maybe like Jamie, wearing blue, white, black, or orange dresses. With short cropped boots with knee high socks that had stars on them. Her brown hair in a shorter style that went every which way, but still looking great.
Better yet Tyler, oh how Skylar wished to be just liked her girlfriend. She was everything to want to be in a girl. She often wore long and baggy shirts, with black or grey skinny jeans or sweat pants. Depending on her mood. Her long hair always getting in her way but never bothers to put it up.
Sky alway wonders what Tyler even sees in someone like her. But she is so happy to be with Tyler, even if its not really ever the real Skylar around her.
She always over dresses, wearing much more then is needed. Yet here she is for once, facing her own self through a reflective piece of glass. Only wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a black sweatshirt, with her curls pulled up in a bun. Makeup free, for she hated it. Skylar loved wearing these things, but she knew she looked like shit, and couldn't pull any of this off unlike her friends.
So she began to do what she does everyday. Get ready, fix her hair, put on makeup, dress to impress. This was Skylar's every day thing, even if she was only out of the house for a few hours. She had to be dressed. But even then she wasn't fully happy.
Tyler
She doing it again, dolling herself up for no good reason. She thinks she ugly and unwanted, sometimes she doesn't believe me when I tell her she looks nice, or pretty. Sometimes even when I tell her I love her.
'Take your makeup off, let you hair down, take breath, look into the mirror, at yourself.'
'Don't you like you?'
Tyler wished Skylar would see the she was beautiful, and great. Something to be adored and loved. When she first meet Skylar, she was sitting at a café table by herself. Wearing skinny jeans and a baggy yellow sweatshirt, hair put up in a messy bun. Tyler remembers that day as if it was just yesterday. How cute she looked, being her normal self.
But she change one day after a trip to the store. Now she thinks Tyler and her friends think badly of her, that she not good enough for them.
And it breaks Tyler heart.
Tyler only wants to see her happy again. She watched as Skylar changes into her 'mask' and plays this little game of emptiness.
"Sky?"
"Yes Ty?"
"Don't."
"Huh?" Skylar turned around and looked over to Tyler.
"Just be yourself, just for today, please." Tyler begged hoping she would agree.
"But I'm not-"
"Stop! I fell for a girl wearing a old and baggy sweatshirt, with her hair in a messy bun." Tyler paused for a second. Taking a breath. "I want to see her again. The girl I fell in love with."
Skylar didn't say again thing as she reached for her makeup bag, putting it away. And grabbing the yellow sweatshirt Tyler was talking about.
"Only for you." She said with a small smile. But Tyler couldn't help to hold but the biggest one. Wrapping her in a hug.
'Cause I like you.'
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Skylox-oneshots
FanfictionA bunch of skylox one shots! DISCONTINUED Art is not mine! None of it is! But if it is I well say! (Most are short and none are edited)