My Perfect Tragedy

Chapter 3

"When all my dreams come true, the one I want next to me- it's you."
~One Tree Hill

Chapter 3: Like 'Hello. I'm a badass woman, don't be sad, you got this I love you'

"Babe! Hurry up! I'm not growing any younger you know!" Nate says for the hundredth time for the past hour now that I was getting ready. I chuckle at him as I release the Last strand of hair from the curling wand finally setting it with hair spray as I take a deep breathe inhaling some of the hairspray, making me cough and laugh at myself.

Ew. Hairspray tastes gross.

As I finally finish my look I noticed my reflection. Pale skin, grey under eyes, zits popping up, thin lashes- I mean seriously, the list goes on and on and I took that chance to try and give myself pep talk, well to be honest I thought that was lame but there's no harm in trying. Oh god, I'm becoming one of those weirdos, well I'm already a weirdo-stop! Well here it goes.

"Nicolette Abigail Marie Wilsons, you really are not the average person are you? Yes I'm not. And sometimes you have to give yourself pep talks. Like 'Hello. I'm a badass woman, don't be sad, you got this I love you" I say blowing a kiss to the mirror a giggle escaping my lips followed by a chuckle at the back and I freeze.

Oh. God.

And in that moment Nicolette knew that she had fucked up.

I slowly close my eyes as I take a deep breath cursing my fate. Two words people. Why do I keep embarrassing myself? Okay that wasn't two words-but still! I quickly turn around to see a chuckling Nate leaning against the door frame of my room and me regretting every decision I have made in my 17 years of existence.

I freaking new I shouldn't have done it. I should've listened to my gut! I am never gonna be hearing the end of this. EVER.

"Just hit me Nate, Lord take me now! I'm never gonna be hearing the end of this" I say looking up at my ceiling asking God why I kept embarrassing myself.

"I'm sorry I didn't quite hear you there little badass, can you repeat what you just said?" Nate said holding back his laughter as I just roll my eyes at him. Calm down Nicolette, refrain from any hair pulling, you got this.

" I hate you, you know that right?" I say hanging my head down covering my face with my hands groaning in frustration.

"Hate is a very strong word little badass, come on cheer up" He said poking my sides which I just send him a death stare through my fingers. Freaking-ugh.

"Yes, hate is a very strong word, and I need something stronger" I say failing to be mad breaking out into a full blown grin proud at myself.

I Peek at him through the spaces between my fingers and as soon as I did a pair of arms encircled my waist and lifted me up making me laugh hitting his arms trying to make him put me down.

"Nate! Oh my God put me down!" I say laughing so much, tears start forming in my eyes.

"Not if you say sorry first!" He says laying me down in the bed tickling me with no mercy. And that's when all hell started to break loose.

"Nate my hair!" I say laughing trying to break free from his grip, trying to grab a pillow I was immediately pulled back to get tickled more and at this point I didn't even know if I could make it out alive from how merciless he was tickling me. Did anyone ever die from tickles? Okay I should focus!

"NATE STOP! I'M GONNA DIE!" I say trying to catch my breath, it wasn't even about losing anymore it was trying to survive! So this is how zebras feel when they get eaten by lions, except mine does not exactly lead to death(maybe it will who knows?)