The Carnival (A CREEPYPASTA FAN FICTION)

Chapter 2

The picture above is what Thorn looks like and what her outfit is for the show
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(Thorn's POV)

     Oh this is going to be so fun, even though I can just change my clothes with a snap of my fingers I love the thrill of having my makeup done, my clothes picked just for me, and my hair put up for the first performance in this town. I always begin as the ring leader, they always have the best looking outfits for the entire carnival as a whole. Usually the ring leader is male, but because it's just me tonight the ring leader is going to be female. Yes I can also shapeshift and the ring leader could be male if I really wanted to, but I don't want to.

     The act today consist of acrobatic stunts with multiple people, a bunch of animal stunts, a high wire act, intermission, trapeze stunts, fire breathing contortionists, and the last act is just where I sing a song to make them flat line. As you maybe wondering, how does one person do all of this? Let's just say I'm amazing at using magic.

     "Ok all done with your hair and makeup it looks fabulous darling. Now go get your costume girl." The one who was doing my hair and makeup is Tyson he is hella gay I think he has a crush on Damien, which is adorable by the way because I think Damien has a crush on Tyson too. I turn around to look a Tyson, he is taller than me so I have to look up to meet his eyes. His eyes are a deep shade of purple, any time I look into them I feel like I'm being hypnotized. He has shaggy brown hair with blonde highlights in it, it looks stupid. He has a pretty good build, he's strong enough to protect himself if needed. He taps me on the shoulder because I have been staring a very long time, I just nod and follow him to the next room.

     Damien is the one who always picks my outfits for the first part of the show so I'm excited to see what he's got picked for tonight. I don't know what my hair or my makeup looks like yet because it's a tradition for the ring leader to wait until the whole ensemble is put together before you can see it. But I hope what he picks goes good with my hair and makeup.

     "Wow, Tyson did a really good job tonight. You don't look like total trash" He laughed, I was ready to go him over the head.

     "With comments like those I might not get your cut tonight." It was my turn to laugh as fear crossed Damien face, but I reassured him that I was joking with a small laugh and a punch to his arm.

     "Ok, if you say so," he says wearily. "Its a good thing that what I picked out for you matches what  Damien did to you." I looked in his light brown eyes before he left and gave him a small nod of respect. He returned it, and walked off to the clothing rack to find the outfit that he had previously picked out. As he was doing that I studied him, he was a bit shorter than Tyson but still taller than me, he had platinum blonde hair with a natural strip of black right in the front, no one knows how it got there, he had a smaller build as well. He's definitely a bottom. As he came back he snapped me out of my thoughts.

     "I hope you like it." He stated as he gave me a smile. He handed me what looked like a old white ballerina dress it had beads in the front and it went down to my knees. The front looked more like a ballroom dress then anything. It had no sleeves but it had these puffy arm bands that went on my forearm. To top it all of it had a small decorative top hat. I went to the changing room to put it on. When I came out Tyson and Damian had a full length mirror so I could look at myself. I had only the lightest amount of silver eyeshadow that contemplated the tiny silver top hat and my freakishly light, light blue eyes. My white hair was more of a tame curl, compared to my normal crazy curly hair. It brought the whole ensemble together it looked fantastic.

     "Thank you guys!" I brought both of them into a group hug and smiled. Then I heard something that was about to ruin my good mood. The twins.

     "Hey don't forget about us." They said at the same time, it was Jacob and Kris the two redheaded twins. They were both so stupid and absolute playboys. They both look exactly the same except Kris's right blue and left is green and both of Jacob's are green. They are both the tallest of the group and strongest, but they're total numb skulls. If I even let them hug me they would probably molest me in some way. I don't know why I keep them around. Before I could tell them to fuck off Tyson said,

     "Go away you have done nothing to help, so you don't get a hug." The twins pouted, I was ready to punch both of them in the face.

     "So there's an hour till the show starts what do you guys want to do." I said

"POKER!!!" They all yelled, I laughed but obliged,

     "Then get ready to lose you guys." I know I was gonna win, I always do. This should be a piece of cake.

"We won't!" The twins said, and ran to get everything ready for our game. Tyson and Damian followed, while I stayed back, and shook my head. I still can't believe that this is my family, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
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Second chapter down, today is a special two chapter day. If you like it leave a like and comments if you find any spelling mistake or any thing like that and thanks for reading. Will probably update every week. And if you really like it recommend it to friends, but only if you want to.

(This chapter has been re written)

Word count: 1066