estella thought she had the perfect life, the perfect friends and the perfect boyfriend that was from a fairy tale movie who she thought she would married and live happily ever after. unfortunately on prom night her fantasies was crushed by a sudd...
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the air crackled with excitement in estella's small bedroom. pink and purple streamers hung from the ceiling, adding a festive touch to the chaos.
bella was furiously applying glitter to her eyelids, alahna was attempting a french braid on madi's hair, and estella was trying to convince herself she wasn't a complete mess. lola's party, the biggest event of the school year, was just an hour away, and estella felt like a tornado had swept through her insides, leaving behind a trail of jitters and anxieties.
it wasn't the party itself that was making her nervous. estella loved lola, and her parties were always a blast. it was the guest list that was causing her heart to race.
specifically, one name on that list: matt. her ex-boyfriend, the one who had broken her heart at prom with a single, clumsy sentence about "it's over between us i just don't deserve you so you definitely don't deserve me."
'estella?' bella's voice cut through the air, pulling estella from her mental whirlpool. 'yeah?' estella forced a smile, trying to mask the worry etched on her face.
'you're spacing out again. are you okay?' bella's concern was genuine, a flicker of worry in her eyes. 'i'm fine,' estella mumbled, trying to convince herself it was true. 'just thinking about... the party, I guess.'
'you're going to be amazing,' alahna chimed in, giving her a reassuring pat on the shoulder. 'lola's parties are legendary, remember? you'll have so much fun." estella knew alahna was right.
lola's parties were always a riot, filled with music, laughter, and the kind of energy that could make you forget about anything. the truth was, estella was still working through her feelings.
the hurt from the breakup hadn't vanished completely, and seeing matt again,was going to be difficult. but she knew she couldn't let fear control her.
lola's party was a chance to celebrate, to have fun, to remind herself of the strength she possessed. taking a deep breath, estella looked at her friends, their faces glowing with excitement.
they were her support system, her anchor in the storm. tonight, she would focus on them, on the music, on the joy of being with her friends.
and maybe, just maybe, she would even manage to have a good time, despite the looming presence of her ex-boyfriend.
as they piled into bella's car, the music pumping, estella felt a flicker of hope. tonight, she would be estella, the girl who could conquer anything, even the butterflies and the fear.
tonight, she would own the night. the air thrummed with anticipation inside bella's car as she navigated the winding suburban streets, a symphony of excited chatter and upbeat pop music.
in the passenger seat, estella, always the glamorous one, adjusted her fuchsia dress, a touch of glitter catching the setting sun. in the back, alahna and madi were locked in a heated debate about the perfect party outfit, a whirlwind of sequins and laughter.
