He is a good guy. but that was never what you wanted. The good guy was never enough. you wanted a fight. you wanted to fight for some guy's love, a guy who will never even try to love you back. but let me guess. "I can change him"
December 1, 2023
Fae, wore a sleek black dress that hugged her curves, adjusted the gold necklace adorning her neck with a delicate touch. Her light curls cascaded down her shoulders in loose waves. With a satisfied nod, she turned to Ally, her dark brown eyes alight with anticipation.
Ally stood beside her, a vision of ethereal beauty in a flowing white blouse paired with low-waisted jeans. She ran her fingers through her dark locks, arranging them in loose waves. A hint of shimmer adorned her cheeks, adding a subtle glow to her features as she met Fae's gaze with a smile.
"Fae, do you think this looks okay?" Ally asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty as she smoothed down her blouse.
Fae turned to her friend with a reassuring grin. "You look stunning, Ally. Trust me, heads will turn the moment we step into that party."
Ally's cheeks flushed with a blush as she returned Fae's smile.
"My drivers here let's go Ally"
As Fae's car pulled up to the curb, the thumping bass of the music spilled out onto the street, drawing them closer to the pulsing heart of the party. Fae and Ally hopped out.
Inside, the scene was alive with energy. Bodies moved in sync with the rhythm, and the air was thick with anticipation. Fae and Ally slipped into the crowd.
Fae's moves were effortless, her body swaying with the music in a mesmerising rhythm. Ally matched her step for step, her movements with a raw, untamed energy.
They lost themselves in the music, their inhibitions melting away as they danced with wild abandon. The crowd parted around them, drawn in by their magnetic energy as they moved as one, lost in the euphoria of the moment.
music, they knew that this was where they belonged – in the heart of the dance floor, lost in the moment.
As Ally danced to the music, some guy bumped into her, spilling his drink all over her shirt. She let out an annoyed sigh, trying to salvage what she could of her outfit.
"Watch it!" she snapped, glaring at the culprit.
The guy, named David apparently, looked totally apologetic. "Oh, shit, I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed, looking genuinely regretful.
Ally rolled her eyes but waved him off. "It's whatever," she muttered, trying to play it cool.
Fae disappeared into the crowd, leaving Ally alone with David. He suggested they hit up the kitchen to clean up the mess, and she reluctantly followed.
In the kitchen, Ally grabbed a towel while David hunted down some water. They worked together to blot out the stain, shooting the breeze as they did.
David turned out to be pretty chill, and he had the most perfect light brown curly hair that Ally clearly admired. He kept cracking jokes and making Ally laugh despite her annoyance at the ruined shirt. There was this weird vibe between them though, like some kind of unspoken tension hanging in the air.
As they finished up, Ally couldn't help but notice David's eyes on her, lingering a little too long. It sent a shiver down her spine, leaving her wondering what the hell was going on between them.
Ally groaned as she dabbed at the stain on her shirt, muttering curses under her breath. David handed her a towel, offering a sympathetic smile.
"Sorry 'bout that," he said, scratching the back of his head. "I'm usually not this clumsy, I swear."
Ally chuckled, shaking her head. "It's cool, accidents happen," she replied, grateful for his help.
They fell into an easy conversation as they worked, exchanging stories about their favourite bands and TV shows. David had a wicked sense of humour that had Ally cracking up every few minutes.
"So, what's your deal, Ally?" David asked, tossing a playful grin her way. "What's your story?"
Ally shrugged, feeling a little self-conscious under his gaze. "Not much to tell, really. Just your average teenager trying to survive high school," she replied, trying to play it cool.
David raised an eyebrow, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Come on, there's gotta be more to you than that," he teased.
Ally laughed, feeling a warmth spreading in her chest. Maybe it was the adrenaline from the party, or maybe it was just David's energy, but she found herself opening up to him in a way she hadn't expected.
As they talked, Ally couldn't help but notice how easy it was to talk to David, like they'd known each other for years instead of just a few minutes. And as the conversation flowed effortlessly between them, she couldn't shake the feeling that maybe, just maybe, this chance encounter was the start of something new and exciting.
Fae's buzz from the party was starting to wear off as she found herself alone by the staircase. She leaned against it, feeling a little dazed, and slowly slid down to sit on the floor. Resting her head against the railing, she gazed out at the swirling chaos of the party.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a guy with glasses and dark hair. He was wearing this ridiculous ushanka hat, which made Fae giggle. Feeling a bit bold from the drinks she'd had, she flashed him a smile and asked if she could try on the hat.
The guy looked over at her, his eyes sparkling behind his glasses, and nodded. "Sure, go for it," he said, his voice warm.
Grinning like a maniac, Fae plonked the hat onto her head, adjusting it so that it sat at a jaunty angle. She felt kind of silly, but it was worth it for the laugh.
The guy chuckled, his smile widening. "Looks good on you," he remarked, his tone genuine.
Fae felt a flush creeping up her cheeks as she thanked him, feeling a surge of confidence coursing through her veins. Maybe it was the hat, or maybe it was just the thrill of the moment, but she found herself drawn to him in a way she couldn't quite explain.
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Shattered Reflections
Teen Fiction"I can fix him" "You're not the first and last girl to say this" This book is an emotional rollercoaster, brace yourselves.
