Majesty
I finish dancing with the prince, give a polite curtsy, and make my way over to a corner.
"Hello, My name is May," I say to the other girl in the corner.
"Uh, hi, my name is Scarlet. Well I should be going," she replies.
"Why are you leaving," I ask her politely.
"Uh, well... Good night."
"I asked you a question. May you please answer?"
"Well... Um... Just because."
"I'm waiting for a proper answer"
"Um... Well... Umm... You see... Um..."
"I'm waiting. Any moment now..."
"You see... I just really need to go."
"You don't really need to. See, while were here every day is free-time."
"Um... This dress is just really uncomfortable"
"While we're here you have to suck it up, unless you get permission to wear pants."
"Well, um... I just.."
"You just what?"
"I just have to go you see!"
"Why do you have to go?"
"Can't someone have a little freedom without a stupid wanna-be princess asking what she's doing every second of every day," she yells, obviously annoyed.
"Who are you calling a wannabe?"
"I don't even want to be here!" She angrily yells again.
"And you're pointing it out at a ball where everyone can here you?"
"Isn't that sort of obvious?"
"Not really. Some girls are just nervous. I assumed that's what you were."
"Why are you even talking to me? I'm the weird blue haired model that no one likes!"
"Because I know how you feel."
"Well how do you know how I feel?"
"Because I was in the same situation all my life."
"Oh, so you were the laughing stock of models because of your blue hair!"
"Not exactly, but I know what it feels like to be laughed at," I sigh, looking away.
"Oh, how?"
"It's not easy looking perfect. If you thought, I know you'd say it's the very opposite situation. But, having a pretty face makes you the centre of all bully's attention. Oh mah gosh, you're underweight! Oh mah gosh, what did you do to get a face that plastic? Ugh!"
"Have a model as a mother who never liked her daughter and tried to make you perfect!"
"I did! I've been training all my life to be a model and she still says I'm imperfect!"
"Who your mother or mine because what your decribing sounds like my mother!""
"Maybe we aren't so different then"
"Oh, don't think I dont know your real name is Claire."
"It's not. That's my middle name.."
"Oh, well," she replies, smiling a cruel smile.
"Maybe this is why you're not a crowd favorite!"
"Well. It doesn't matter. I'm mad at you!"
"It doesn't matter what all the haters think. I just hold my head high and keep walking."
"Well, it's hard to do that when your mother doesn't like you and you don't have a father or siblings," she yells. This girl yells a lot. And I thought she was antisocial!
"I know it's hard! I know! I know what it feels like! Stop complaining, because nobody but me will care. All I'm trying to do is help but I'm just making it worse!"
"Yeah well now go run off and try to be the princess wanna-be!"
"I'm not a wannabe. And you're not as bad as people think you are."
"Just me be in peace in my little corner, please and thank you."
"I want to be friends. Can't you do such a simple thing as that?"
"Sure, lets be besties." she says in a sarcastic tone.
"Don't be sarcastic with me."
"Oh well I think I just did."
"Maybe you did. And maybe I don't really care."
"Well good for you!"
"And ESPECIALLY good for YOU!"
"Just leave me alone in my corner." she says boredly.
"Since when did you own this part of the castle?"
"Well, you know what I mean!"
"Maybe I do. And maybe I don't care."
"Well ok. Bye, now can you leave me." she sighs, obviously bored out of her mind.
"What if I don't want to? You can't force me to go away."
"Good for you. You cant keep fighting all you want."
"Since when did I say I was fighting?"
"Good for you."
"And especially good for you!"
"Okay, look, your comebacks are just annoying now."
"That's the point! Yours are just as rotten!"
"Ok look I would rather talk with the stu.. prince right now."
"You almost called him stupid."
"Okay are you gonna run and tell him to get me kicked out? If you do, great."
"Well, it would get one more girl out of my way"
"Ok go tell him. Do you think I care?"
"Probably not, but think of what your mother will say!"
"I would probaly run away."
"And then you'd be in caste eight. Homeless, starving, and broke."
"Well thats nice."
"Indeed it is! Imagine you crouching on the curb!"
"Well thats nice. I think I'm going to bed i'm quite tired."
"Not yet. The ball isn't even done."
"Well then I'm just going to ignore you."
"What makes you think I'll let you do that?"
"Da....da....da...."
"Ooh, I know that tune. It's an old one."
"Ignoring you..."
"God, what did you have for breakfast this morning, Insta-(female dog) Cereal Crunch?"
"Not listening..."
"I bet your brain feels as good as new, seeing that you've never used it."
"What happened to wanting to be my friend not my enemy."
"Remember when I asked for your opinion? Me neither."
"I think I have my first ever friend."
"Good to know! Who is it?"
"I know your not mad. I like to play mind games."
"Awesome! I do too!"
"I was just testing your intelligence, speed, and temper."
'Coolio! I bet I got 100% on the first two!"
"More around 63 percent."
"I could eat alphabet soup and (poo) out a better argument."
"Ok look, I'm really not trying to argue right now I'm being serious."
"I am too! I've noticed you aren't that bright!"
"Ok look let's just start over. My name is Scarlet, yours is Majesty."
"I know my name! I know yours too, thanks to the beginning of the conversation!"
"Ok look I don't know how to act near people so your additude really isn't helping."
"I know! Your additude probably isn't helping with your anti-socialness either!"
"Ok, cant we just forgive and forget, before the prince or someone overhears us."
"They're already heard us thanks to you! And all your yelling"
"Well now lets try to FORGIVE AND FORGET. Big worlds for someone like yo... nevermind," she cuts herself a little too slow.
"Oh, not really big words. Just words that I don't use until I'm done with the conversation."
"Well this conversation is over." she says softly and kindly.
"It's not over until I say it is, thank you very much"
"Ignoring..."
"Ignoring..."
"I'll go try to make other friends."
"Good luck with that!"
"Okay. you want a fight, fine. Why don't you get your overly large head and take it over there because well you wanted to be a model well it's becaus your too ugly to, thats why! So why dont you go bu-bye and go over and be the wanna-be princess that you really are!!!!"
"Tell that to the billboards, posters, and beauty commercials that clearly have me all over them."
"Oh well at least I am a model not a wanna-be model!"
"Oh well at least you're brain is too small for your own good; you obviously got that mixed up. How about going to see a doctor? You might be able to get that fixed. And by the way, where did you get that dress, the toilet store? Well it looks like it. Maybe you ARE antisocial! I didn't think so until five minutes ago! Anyways, good luck making friends after this! There isn't a way to say that I WON'T tell everybody about the conversation and get it on television and every front page of every magazine and newspaper in the nation! I'll get that dress on television too! It deserves its own show: 'The dress that looks like (poo)!'"
"Oh well it wouldn't be the first time my failure would be on tv and magazines and newspaper! Or the first time that I would be at the docters. My mother did multiple times and... and," she says through tears. Maybe I went too far. " Three days before I left to the selection I found out I'm acually an orphan because my mother thought I wasn't her true daughter! Turns out she was right and I never said anyhing about it untill now, now I know why I have blue hair and I'm horrible at modeling and every thing else I try! I can't even make a simple friend! My mother is the most social perosn in the world! No wonder I'm not her daughter I might as well go murder myself seeing as I cant do anything right!!! Thank you very much Majesty!"
"No, thank YOU for this wonderful information! I could go tell the press right now!"
"Okay, I will myself! Seeing as your the most selfish person on this planet! You're even more selfish than my fake mother! Shes an airhead model!"
"And I'm not, thankfully! You know, you shouldn't pick a fight with me. When you do, I drop all emotion. I'm.. sorry. You hear me?"
"Yeah, sure," she says sarcastically
"Don't you yeah sure me--" I say, but I stops myself from going on. I don't want to hurt her any more than I have. If words could hurt, she would have all her limbs and her head cut off and dying. I really don't want to do worse than I have currently done.
"Why don't you go talk to all your other friends who just heard our whole conversation and know what a selfish little brat you are!" she covers her mouth
"...I told you not to pick a fight with me. I didn't want to hurt you."
"y...e a s...l.d l.t.e b..t.! " she says with her hand over her mouth.
"Implying that you were repeating the end of your sentence, I guess that you didn't take my advice. Maybe your brain is as small as I said it was."
"c.n y.. l..v. .e a...e!" she says with her hand over her mouth again.
"Implying that you want me to leave, I will if you forgive me."
"..p.!"she says with her hand over her mouth for the third time.
"I will not take no for an answer. I will not leave until you accept my apology."
"..n.!" she says with her hand over her mouth for the fourth time.
"That 'fine' didn't sound too sincere."
"..n., I mean, fine, I accept your apology."
"Want to be friends?"
" Um... Sure."
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