(Y/n) (L/n). 15 years old. A freshmen in high school. An orphan in Scaleswind. She was abused by her biological parents. She ran away when she was 8. She was found, and placed into an orphanage. She didn't think that she was ever going to get adopte...
We end the routine, and I look over at Max. He has a look of disappointment on his face. "What did we do wrong Max?" I ask. "You did nothing wrong. But your heart isn't in the dance. Neither of your hearts were in the dance." I place my hands on my hips, and look at him.
"What are we supposed to do? We hate each other!" I yell. "You are going to have to learn to get along then." He demands and walks away. I groan and walk over to Garroth, grabbing my dance bag along the way. "Let's go." I say and walk out the door. I get in the car and bang my head against the seat. The driver's door opens, and Garroth gets in.
"You okay?" I look at him. "Do I look okay?" I snap. "All right. Calm down." He chuckles and starts the car. I glare at him, then look out the window.
We get to the mansion and I get out. I storm into the house, and up to my room. I slam my door and throw my bag on the floor. I storm over to my bed and drop to the floor. I reach under the bed for my shoe box. I take out m running shoes and slip them on.
Someone knocks on my door and they peek their head inside. "Hey Zane." I say. "You okay?" I shrug. "I'm gonna take a run. That helps me. It makes me feel like I can run away from my problems." I say and walk over to him.
"It's a little late, don't ya think?" I shake my head. "Nope. I'll be back." I smile and run down the stairs, phone in hand. I open the door and start running.
I pass by all the houses, until I get to the park. I see Gene and his gang talking by the bridge and stop. "Bastard." I mutter and continue to run. "Y/n!" Great. I turn around and look at Gene. "What?" I snap.
He smirks. "Feisty tonight, eh?" He asks. I roll my eyes. "What's it to you?" I cross my arms. "Say, we're going to a party. Wanna come?" "No." "Come on. Give us a second chance. It'll be fun." Sasha says. I sigh. "Fine. When will you guys pick me up?"
"We'll throw rocks at your window at around 10." "Ok. Bye." I run away, back to the house. "What the hell am I doing?" I whisper as I walk into the house. "Back already?" Zane asks. "Were you waiting for me?" He nods. "Wanna do something?" He asks. I shrug.
"Wanna help me pick out an outfit, fit for a party?" "You're going to a party?" I shake my head. "No. Just wanna see what I would wear if I did go to one." I lie. "Ok. Let's go pick something out then?" I nod an we walk upstairs to my room.
"Ok. Zane, help." I point to my closet and he walks over. He looks through my clothes for a couple minutes until pulling out something. "This." He holds it up for me. "Go put it on." I nod and take the outfit with me to the bathroom.
"Hmm... It's nice..." I say. Zane rolls his eye. "Vylad is the one who knows everything about clothes and what to wear. Let me go get him." I nod and Zane walks out of my room.
H comes back a few minutes later with a determined Vylad. Vylad goes straight for my closet and automatically sees something. He pulls it out and nods. "Go." He points to the bathroom and I go.
I walk back out and he nods in approval. "Perfect. Now, for your hair and makeup... Yes... Hmmm... Ah, ok in the bathroom." He pushes me into the bathroom and sits me down on the toilet. He looks through my make up bags and finally picks one after 5 minutes. He turns to me, still determined. "Hold still."
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"There." He holds up a mirror for me and I gasp
"Woah. Vylad how are you so good at this?" He smiles. "Well, if you're wondering, I'm not gay." I laugh. "Didn't think that for a second." I smile. "Good. Anyways, I have always liked style. Not just clothes, make up and hairstyles too. And well I guess it's a talent of mine. I just picked up a make up brush and made Zane look like a girl. He was beautiful." He assures me which cause me to laugh again. "Let's get on with your hair." He taps his chin and nods after a few minutes.
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"Done!" He hands me my mirror with a smile. "Oh my Irene. Thank you Vylad." I say in awe. My whole outfit is just... I can't even explain how good I look. The whole look is beautiful and awesome.
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"Thank you so much Vylad. I should come to you more often." He chuckles. "Of course. Now have fun at your party." "What? This was just for fun." I smile nervously. "Y/n, I'm not an idiot. Zane may act tough and smart, but really, he doesn't do well when it comes to pretty girls. Especially since we're living with one now. But don't worry, I won't tell. I'll tell you what, I'll lay in your bed and hug pillows like I'm hugging you. So you won't get caught." "You would do that?" "Yeah. At least I'm not crushing on you like those idiots."
His eyes widen and he covers his mouth. "What?" "Um... Don't say a word. But yeah... They are totally crushing on you." "Oh... But thank you Vylad. Nobody has ever offered to do something like this for me." He waves it off. "Don't mention it. I'll just stay in here with you til whoever comes to get you." "Thank you." He cleans up the make up and puts everything back where it went. We walk out and sit on my bed. "So... whatcha wanna do?" I ask. "Let's make out." He teases.
"Sure." I shrug. "Y–Y/n, I was joking..." I look him in the eyes. "I'm not." I try so hard not to smile or laugh at his face, and it works out perfectly. "I–I, um...." I can't take it anymore.
I start laughing like crazy, and he glares at me. "Not cool." He crosses his arms and I smile. "It's okay Vylad." I rub his back and something gets thrown at my window. "Well, I'll see you later Vylad. Bye." I kiss his cheek and open my window to see Gene waiting for me.
"Come on." He whispers, and I roll my eyes. I jump down from my window, and Gene looks at me in awe. "Let's just get this over with." I groan and get into the back seat of his mustang. "You look nice sweet heart." Sasha gushes and I roll my eyes.
"Just drive." I say as Gene sits down in the driver's seat. He laughs and we take off.
