The Kilo Mirror

the reflection

We only had three mirror's in the house even though we were extremely rich. They weren't even that great either. The worst part was that I didn't have one in my room so that I could look at my pretty pale face that always had staring eyes attention. My black hair just making me look even more attractive. I was beautiful and I knew it, I had a right to boast because none ever denied it. My name was Kiloa. Pretty name huh? It goes with my face my father always said. Sometimes it seemed that he had more affection for me than he had for my mother. Susan, our maid always told me that men always want a young fresh woman. She would tell me to beware of boys and always have my guard up. Of course I didn't listen I mean she is a maid who cares about her. Yes I did get all the boys and everyone was jealous. Oh how I loved my life. " Kilo." He said,I think his name was Alex. "hey." I waited looking at my nails, they needed to be done. He smiled the usual smile guys gave me. "You walking?" He asked. I nodded striding as graceful as I could. He looked at me with so much passion. I smiled, he was going to be easy to rope with. He caught up to my side. His hand brushing mine. I rolled my eyes. "If your going to walk with me your going to have to hurry." He smiled again. " Why is that?"

I turned my head toward him giving him a smirk." Because I get what I want and you are that if you can prove that you like me." Alex gulped nervously. I smiled, he was so easy make uncomfortable, usually like all the guys. WE walked on. Alex was clearly trying his hardest to keep up and look like he wasn't about to burst from happiness. Such a dork. I though in my head. We finally reached my house. I stopped and stared at him. He smiled as if he was ready for anything to happen. I smiled, "well thanks for walking with me, you need to get quicker feet." I rolled my eyes. Alex tried to laugh it off. I smiled unsatisfied by his nervousness. Guys were suppose to play it cool. Alex was not doing to well. But as perfect people do. I cut him some slack. "well see you." I said leaning in and kissing him,waiting for a response. He didn't. I looked into his eyes. His were wide. Time to play it off. I told myself. I fake blushed and looked down. He smiled and lifted my chin and kissed me again. " See you later." Alex's eyes showing true affection. I batted my eyelashes."your so beautiful".Alex told me. I laughed nervously. Yeah like I didn't already know that. He kissed me alittle longer. He obviously was trying to get me to responed to his affection. How dare him try to get me to do what he wants! I was to lead him! I pushed him away. He looked sad. "Bye I told him". He nodded, walking away. I never talked to Alex again after that , he didn't deserve it. Alex wasn't even a good kisser, he was worst than O"Brien and Kalob. The only really good kissers I knew were Azle , Zack,and Nathan. Everyone else was to sloppy,fast and worst of all tried to lead me. If you didn't know I lead and I decide how far it goes. I walked inside rather abrupt. My mother gasped. "Oh Kiloa it's just you". I smiled taking off my mink coat and hanging it on the gold jacket holder on the wall. My Dad walked up to me picking me up. "hey you". He smiled. "Dad stop I'm not alittle girl anymore I'm 15 I can walk".He laughed, setting me down. "We have something for you". Dad said kissing my nose. I smiled greedly. "What is it". I said almost screaming. I know I got presents almost everyday but it never stopped me from getting excited. "Go ask Susan". Mom said. I ran up stairs where Susan would be doing laundry. "What is it tell me can I have it". Susan laughed. " Hello Kiloa go to your room it's in there". I ran up the second flight of stairs into my large beautiful room. There hung above my bed was the mirror I had always wanted. I sighed, it's gold trim shining with brilliant purple dimonds making it more beautiful. Mom and Dad were in my room now there smiles ravishing. "Oh it's so beautiful". I told them. "Go look at your pretty face see if you like it". My mother said encouragingly I ran up on my bed and looked into it. My face pale and beautiful my black hair making it even more beautiful. But my smile. It seemed as if it was mocking me. I frowned. "What is it darling"? Father asked. I shrugged. I had no idea.