Chapter 2
I stare at the mirror in disbelief.
I have wings.
I slowly flex the weird thingies. They're deep purple, and webbed, like bat wings. Cool! Does this mean I'm like... like a superhero or something? Like batwoman?
Okay, you know what pisses me off? That all the superwomen are just spin offs of superheroes. Like Superman and Superwoman, Batman and Batwoman, Spiderman and Spiderwoman. Except Spiderguy and Spiderwoman aren't in a relationship. Thank god. I would have said Spiderman but I swear, Peter Parker hasn't even hit puberty yet. No offense or anything to him.
But anyway... does this mean I can fly?
I better be able to, because then these things aren't worth it.
I slowly move them up and down. Nothing happens, except my blonde zombie hair is getting even more tangled. Not that it has much hope while it's brushed. Well, Mom... I'm never brushing my hair again.
I can feel my feet lifting off the ground. And then...
I slowly rise to the bathroom ceiling and look down at the blue and white tiles.
Cool.
An idea slowly creeps into my mind. I shake my head. No, Jaz. You can't, stupid-
I grin and dive out the window.
Wow.
I'm floating thirty feet off the ground. I live in an apartment. It's realllly old. Ancient, even.Like, it's almost as old as my mom.
I look towards the city. Skyscrapers stretch into the sky like-
Okay, okay, I won't even try.
Like-
Sorry.
The sky is a beautiful blue plain with light fluffy clouds that look just like pillows that I could just lay my zombie head on... If I could just go sleep on one of those beautiful, fluffy pillows-
I nearly hit the ground before my eyes suddenly snap open.
God, Jaz. You can't freaking fall asleep while you're floating thirty feet off the ground. I shiver. That was close.
I look towards the city. Sainara school. Sweet sexy Sarah is swimming to the city. (I'm pretty good at alliteration right? Even though my name isn't exactly Sarah. Well, my parents thought about naming me that, after that lady Sarah Palin dude. Yeah well I am so freaking glad they didn't, because who would ever want to be named after Sarah Palin. Again, no offense.) But people, I am going to the city and I'm gonna crash some parties.
Or carnivals. Or stores. You get the point.
This is gonna be epic.
Just one thing:
Does this mean unicorns are real?
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I'm A Fairy Princess... Well, sort of
HumorJaz has always dreamed about becoming a fairy princess. Ok, not really. She did when she was younger, but that doesn't mean she's going to turn down the offer, if she gets it. So when she suddenly grows wings overnight, Jaz begins to wonder... 1. WH...