Prince

Chapter 1

My soul is dark.
Alone and depressed.
For only I see.
For only I understand.
The pain.
Alone.
Dead inside.
For no one else understands.
The cold rain runs down me like isicles.
My heart turns cold.
Is there still hope?
*****

Scarlett Holland, that's me alright. The werid girl that always smiles. To bad they dont know the truth. But nobody would believe me, cause I'm "smiley." I'm one of the ones that try to forget, but never do.

Drink away the problems and get stoned and party. Yup the advarage life of me. Life is hard at home, and school. Annnd unforchuantly, soical media...

My long brown hair flicks to the side, sliding across my waist. I'm finally graduating high school. My eyes dart around the hall, it was so hard not to bump into someone.

"Hey! Scar!" a girl yelled I didn't take the time to remember her name, saddly.

"Hey!" I kept walking. Last thing I want is to be late for class.

I sit down in my chair beside Emily.

"Did you hear about Maddison's massive breakdown during studies! What a dork!" Hasley said to me.

"She might have a reason?"

Emily and Hasley laugh together, I awkwardly join in.

I was more of the outside of the popular group. I didn't sleep around and stuff, but I defenatly wasn't a loser. That's the only good thing about my life. Good fashion sense, artistic, and I can sing pretty good...

So I'm not tottally defencless in life.

"Did you hear Prince Victor is looking for a girl! He's throwing a ball!"

"Really? I wonder who it may be?" I look at Hasley.

Ew, fancy dresses and makeup.

If I was to wear a dress, it has to be black...

Blacks my favourite colour it's all I wear. Sure people thought I was gothic and emo... But I'm not- completely...

"You should get ready with me!-" Emily looks at me. "I have the perfect dress to match your skin tone!"

"I'm good, I think I'm not going to go."

"Every girl ages from 17 to 25 have to go. Married/engaged/dating or even single. The Prince is used to getting what he wants..."

"Well, than I'll just get ready by myself... I kind of feel like doing that anyway..."

"Than who will I get ready with?" Emily asks with a frown on her face.

"Hasley?"

Emily looks at Hasley.

"I'd love to have you over!"

The bell rang, teenagers scrambled to there seats and Hasley ran out of the room. She wasn't in our class.

"Get out your reading books class" Ms. Jamie said.