Pandora's Box

Chapter 2: Popular Boys

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Chapter 2

Popular Boys.

“ Hey” he shouted after me, ‘Just keep walking Pandora’, that jerk - what the hell?, that complete…..jerk, why would he even say that? ‘cause he’s a jerk Pandora’, i’ve got to agree with my conscience. “Hey, wait up” he called after me again. ‘just keep walking Pandora’ “ wait i was just joking, you really do need some cheering up don’t you?” he continued. At that i turned around, that jerk, jerk face, dick head….that handsome, sex god, stop Pandora, stop - he is no sex god. Damn you conscience.

“ Cheering up, you think i need some cheering up?” i screamed, but my voice came out more pitchy than what was thought. “ Cheering up?” i whispered again to myself. And again that jerk made me cry up again, i miss my mum, where is she when i need her?, aren’t mum’s meant to comfort you when you have problems with things, like boys….wait i don’t have boy problems. No i had family problems and i needed more than just cheering up, i needed my old family, i needed my dad- now he’s a stupid jerk face, i needed my mum and i needed Diomedes.

The people i cared about most in my life were long gone…..especially me and dad, we use to be so close, until that lying, bitch came along. Yeah you’re right Brittany was more than a bitch, she was the worst of my nightmares and was the reason of it in the first place. She ruined my life, and she thinks its okay!

I was standing in my new walk-in-wardrobe. Something I didn't have at home. It was beautiful. It was lined with branded clothes, gorgeous shoes in every direction, bags hanging from every possible section and a wall of shelving that was consisted of so much jewelry. I was in heaven. This was every girls dream.

To the right was summer and spring clothes. To the left, was winter and fall. It was a beautiful sunny day so i walked to the summer section. Today was my first day at school, the biggest fashion statement of your whole year.

I was standing in a towel, my wet hair cascading down my back, still a tad damp. I grabbed a pretty white sundress. It had light pink flowers covering it. It was tight at the bust, making my chest pop a tad, then fitted at my waist, then it flared out. When i spun around in it, i looked like a ballerina dancing on cloud 9.

I grabbed a pair of white sandals, and a hot pink one shoulder book bag.

After getting dressed in the most beautiful dress, i went over to my vanity which had been stocked with so much make-up. I applied some light mineral powder just to give me a more even tone, even though i had very nice skin. I applied some mascara as well. I hate eye liner. I just can't wrap my head around the fact it can stab your eye out.

I grabbed my curling wand and lightly curled my hair giving it a natural look.

I went downstairs and into the kitchen, to find a oldish lady standing in a apron cooking bacon and eggs.

"You must be Pandora!" She said once she turned around.

"Y-yes, yes -t-that would be me." I stuttered a bit.