Kiss me, Kevin Mazur!

This is short I made it for my History Teacher.

                                      PROLOGUE
The Lovely Lady, Miss Roach wakes up at exactly 7:35 in the morning every single day. She opens her window to see the beautiful view of Beverly Hills. Miss Roach suddenly remembered about the Met Gala and she jumped out of bed, straight into the bathroom to do her 30 minute skin routine.
                                           MAIN
Miss Roach has been waiting for this day. She has dreamed and wondered all about this dream. "Today's the day! Met Gala invitations have gone out. I must see if I got one..! I'm finally more popular than Justin Bieber after all." The excited lady elegantly walked outside on the sidewalk, practicing her Red Carpet walk. "Please please please..!" Once she opened the mailbox, there was a bright light, blinding her.

There it sat, a red envelope with her name, Miss Roach printed on the mail in gold. She was too stunned and couldn't speak a word. Miss Roach jumped in joy. "Yes! Yes!! I've finally done it! The dream I've been working for is finally coming true..!" She brought out her oddly designed Roach themed outfit. "Wow.. before I dress up I need to post a selfie and make an amazing caption!" The eccentric girl then took out her device and started to take beautiful photos of herself. Five seconds after she posted, she had many likes! "Wow.. I'm that famous!"

On the day of the Met Gala she woke up late..! She's never woken up late before.. "Oh no! I need to hurry..!" She quickly put on her outfit and put on some makeup. "Out of any other day to be late.. Why today?!" The limousine driver was waiting, but didn't say a word, even if she tried to start a conversation. She looked out the window, hoping to see if they'll still let her in, even after being 20 minutes late. Once she arrived, there were no lines, or flashing cameras outside. She thanked the driver and dramatically ran up the stairs, which was covered in a red carpet. She opened the doors, being blinded by the shining dresses and diamonds. "Wow.. it's so beautiful.." Everyone looked at her, shocked. She heard whispers of hate and disgust. One lady said, What does she think she's wearing..?" Miss Roach felt upset and embarrassed. But there he was, the man of Miss Roach's dreams. Kevin Mazur. A popular photographer with dreamy eyes, shiny hair which looked soft to the touch.

Miss Roach was mesmerized at his beautiful appearance. Mazur instantly fell in love with her oddly presented dress. He flirtatiously said, "My my, who is this lovely lady? Miss Roach. right?"
She nodded excitedly, but everyone was laughing at her. Mazur reassured her. "It's alright. Personally, I think you're very beautiful in your way." Miss Roach felt a feeling she had never ever had before. Mazur stepped back and started to take wonderful photos of her. She posed a little different than the others, but Kevin loved it.

After Miss Roach got her photos taken, she was so happy at least one person loved her outfit. She thanked him by saying, "Thank you so so much, Mr. Mazur!" He replied with, "Please, call me Kevin." As he said this, Miss Roach's feelings for him grew bigger once she realized he wasn't just handsome. He was sweet too. She was talking with him throughout most of the event. But then, Doja Cat walked in. Everybody ran to her, fighting to see her outfit.

Miss Roach panics and gets pushed to the floor, with Mazur being pushed away from her. Loads of people rush in just to see Doja Cat. Miss Roach gets stepped on for many minutes. Once they're all crowded around Doja, everyone notices Miss Roach, lying on the floor. Helpless.

She signed for Mazur to come closer. "Kevin..." Mazur was on the verge of tears when she said his name. He said emotionally, "No..don't say anything.. just rest.. I'll call the ambulance— please.." Miss Roach moves weakly. She can't comprehend as she was trampled and was severely injured. She said with a soft voice, "Kiss me, Kevin Mazur.." He gladly listened and kissed her softly, not allowing himself to add too much pressure. Seconds after he pulled away, she was gone. Miss Roach never knew this would be the day she would perish. Mazur held her close, feeling both exasperated and depressed. Her cold body lay in his arms for hours until everything was all gone.

                                      EPILOGUE
Kevin goes to the cemetery every single day to mourn his one love, Miss Roach. He buys her flowers every time and this time, it was her favorite, pink roses. He knew that he would never love anyone but her, and he swore on it.