Welcome To My Masquerade

A Whole New Person [11]

*Chapter 11: A Whole New Person *

"Is this really necessary?" I asked Bridget, tugging down at the white silky sun dress than barely covered my mid-thigh section.

I then adjusted the cute, thin, brown leather, braided belt that was wrapped around my torso, adding a little more liveliness to the outfit.

"Yes, it is," Bridget said, locking her car doors.

I groaned, as I walked side by side with Bridget, my four inch, brown, matching wedges making a loud noise against the pavement.

My natural curls framed my face as I kept my head down low, feeling people's gazes on me.

"Oh, please!" Bridget said in frustration. "Stop acting so shy. That won't help with the plan," she told me.

I sighed, bringing my head up but only to stare at her. "Fine," I groaned.

She smiled at me, playfully patting my cheeks. "That's my girl! Now go get 'em, tiger!"

I rolled my eyes. "The things I put up with," I muttered as I entered the school, Bridget smiling brightly behind me like a little kid when their parent brought them to a candy store.

"Let's do this," she said, linking arms with me.

***

"Bridget! These wedges are killing me!" I complained.

I hadn't seen any of the guys yet. Today I didn't have classes with them in the morning; only afternoon. And right now I had lunch which meant I would see them.

Bridget and I had managed to sneak to the bathroom a few minutes before class ended. Bridget decided to fix her makeup while I decided to check on the blisters forming on the back of my heel.

She rolled her eyes. "You've worn like six inch stilettos without a problem before so I don't get why you're complaining," she said, applying some more mascara.

"That's because I'm used to wearing stilettos! Plus, these aren't broken in and they're the most pointiest wedges I've ever seen never mind worn!"

"Whatever," Bridget muttered, grabbing her purse. "Let's go."

***

We walked into the cafeteria and I suddenly felt all eyes on me. I was used to having people stare at me but not this much.

I'm not sure whether it was Bridget's words or seeing Brandon but suddenly, I became the confident girl I was before.

I straightened my back as I walked towards the lunch line, swaying my hips but not too much so I could break it.

"Great job," Bridget said, smiling brightly at me as she grabbed a lunch tray and placed a slice of cheese pizza on it. I, myself, preferred the margarita pizza.

I took two slices before grabbing a mango Snapple and walking with Bridget to our table.

As I walked to our table, I suddenly noticed five new faces. You can guess whose those were.

Bridget nudged me in the side and I forced a smile onto my face, gracefully taking my seat in between Bridget and Cassy.

"So what's up?" I asked everyone, taking a small bite of my pizza and savoring its magnificent flavor.

All the girls at the table besides Bridget turned to me and raised an eyebrow which was their way of saying 'Really?'

I shrugged, letting them know I'd explain sometime in the near future. Maybe.

"So, Ally," Brent said, trying to make small talk.

"So, Brent," I said, mocking him with a smile.

"What's up?" he asked.

I shrugged. "Obviously not your IQ," I retorted before taking another bite.

Bridget elbowed me hard in the ribs and I winced before grimacing at her.

Her eyes went wide, signaling for me to play it cool.

"I'm sorry, I meant my IQ is high," I said, smiling at him.

He blushed and looked away, taking a bite of his nachos.

"Ally, can I talk to you?" Paul asked.

I stared at him before turning to Bridget for help. However, she was to busy eating her pizza to notice so I nudged her.

She looked at me and made a small nod, making me frown.

I turned to Paul and forced a smile. "Sure," I said, getting up.

I followed him out to the hallway which was now deserted. Not even a single piece of paper littered the floor.

I ran a hand through my hair but was determined to keep up my act.

Leaning my body against one of the lockers, I folded my arms across my chest and cocked my head to the side before smiling,

"How can I help you?" I asked, sweetly.

"Listen, I'm sorry about this all. And, so... I wanted to tell you who it was," Paul said.

My eyes went wide as I took in what he just said.

"What did you just say?" I asked him just to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

"I said, I want to tell you who Prince Charming is," he said. He took in a deep sigh before speaking, "Prince Charming is-"

I did the only thing I could think of at the moment. Kissed him.

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Author's Note:

Hey! SO sorry for the short and lame chapter. I hate it but I'm too lazy to re-write it so I just wrote whatever haha. The next one will be better and longer though so don't worry.

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So, yesterday I was being the klutz I am and dropped my iPod Touch in the toilet. -_- The people at the mall wouldn't help us so now I have to see if my uncle can fix the screen for me. Basically, the only thing not working is the LED light or whatever it is that the iPod has. You can only see the screen if you put it under a bright light but even then it's still hard.

I got pretty lucky but I was so mad yesterday. I'm hoping that if I leave it alone, it'll heal over time.

SO that's what I get for predicting that yesterday was going to be a boring day.

And that's it! Have a good day/night & I'll probably post another chapter again soon.

Btw, thank you to all my fans! I absolutely love you all! <3

Byeee :)