Today marks a week since I meet Rose. Today is also the day I go dress shopping with my brothers fiancé. Since my brother personally called Ms.Vana and asked permission I get to miss classes. Life after getting a locket has been so much easier. People don't hurt me or make fun of me and I always have someone to talk to. It's nice having someone around. Unfortunately Ella also wants to be around. So far we have been in the car for ten minutes and I can't stand her. Let me tell you about Ella. She is tall, a redhead, beautiful, and the dumbest person you will ever meet. Not to mention that Ella is from one of the richest family's ever. That is why my brother is marrying her. Before I knew she rich I couldn't figure out why my brother would marry a bimbo, but I guess it makes sense now. Sighing I lean back against the limo seat and listen to the mindless chatter of Ella, Ella's younger sister Sage,and Ella's friend Sophia. Sage is a carbon copy of her sister just a year younger and Sophia is a chunky brunette. I don't belong here. I would just have Rose come, but my brother asked me to listen to Ella and Ella doesn't want anyone besides us three and her mom to see the dress before the wedding. It is apparently tradition of something. So here I am waiting to get to the dress shop where we are meeting Ella's mom. Just thinking of the revealing dress I am going to have to ware is giving me nightmares.
*skip da car ride because I tried writing this part hundreds of times and just couldn't*
When we get to the shop it looks nice. That is until Ella's mom steps in front of it. It might sound rude but this lady looks like walking plastic surgery. Her boobs stick out so far that they could be mistaken for a plane and her waist looks like she had ribs removed. Not to mention I think her butt has its own gravitational pull. Her face is the worst though. It's all deformed and monster like. Have you ever seen someone with too much plastic surgery. If not look it up. It is awful. We get out and the three bimbos run and hug the walking stick of plastic. I honestly don't know how she balances. I mostly ignore what they are talking about and just head into the dress shop. It really is a nice place.
"Hello can I help you with anything?" Looking towards the voice I see a very tall man.
"Um. I'm actually with the bridal party that has an appointment at one." He nods and leads me into a back area that is full of dresses
"The bride has already picked some dresses for herself and her bridesmaids you can sit in this room and wait for your dress." I nod and just enjoy the few moments of silence I will get. Unfortunately it is short. The bimbo and her plastic stick quickly run in well squealing. After Ella introduced me to her mother, who's name is Victoria, we started looking at dresses. It was like my worst nightmare. The dress she wanted me to where was short, like extremely short. It showed the bottom of my butt and it was orange, and I don't mean like a nice calm orange, no it was NEON orange. It was awful but it was for my brother. Ella picked out a beautiful white gown full of diamonds. It was extremely beautiful. It started to calm down that is until someone poked me side. It was Sage.
" Do you have a date for the wedding?"
I cringe at her high pitched voice and shook my head yes as my brother had said he had someone picked out. She smiles.
"Is it your boyfriend? Mine is his name is Tim. He is so handsome and like funny."
" I do t really know who it is. My brother said he had someone picked." I smile at her hoping she will stop talking to me after this. Unfortunately she does not.
"Oh. Then who do you think it will be?" I just shrug and play with my sleeves.
"I bet it will be his best friends little brother. He is always over at your brother's house." I just nod and pretend I care. Eventually after much small talk and annoying questions we finally leave and I go back to my dorm to get ready for fight club.SO IM SORRY. THAT IS ALL I HAVE TO SAY. I AM REALLY SORRY -Author.
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Locked together
FantasySo.......Um. Hi I am Mae and I am 16. I live in a world where some people own these powerful spirits called lockets. I am a high school student at a military school for the lockers(people who use lockets). This is my story of my locket Rose.