One

October 13th 2019 

"Kira are you okay!" Marisa called her feet pounding on the pavement. "Kira!" her best friend paniced.

"I'm okay." She panted trying to catch her ragged breath  The gnawing nausea rushing through her gagging on and spitting out what ever dared to rest in her stomach.

"Oh gnarly." A boy said. Oh no, she thought. It was Luke Tunnel!

The most popular attractive boy that dared grace Serenity's public schools.

"I'm going to get the nurce." A girl called

"My....glasses...." She choked the taste of bile unsettling her now empty stomach.She shivered as Marisa's shaking hands dug in her pockets.Before sliding a pair of black wire rimmed sunglasses onto her pale dirtied face.

"Pukie little Kira Frost" Jen Black grinned her blue eyes shooting them dagger's. But Kira couldn't care The sun's rays nearly blinding.

Later that day....

Kira groaned as Marisa dragged the brush through her tangled locks once more."Why do you do this to me?" She whined "I was sitting in the emergency room all day! Now this?" Her head feeling violated

"Because you need to lighten up." Marisa smiled. It was an evil smile as she pulled out her curling iron. "Your messy curls aren't going to do. Time for a touch up." The girl fumbled for the nearest plugin

"I swear a blind date?" She hissed as the hot metal brushed her skin
"When have these gone well? And why dress like it's a fashion show." Kira having a bad past when it came men but as she does every weekend Marisa set her up for a long dreded date.

"Well I think you'll like this one. Plus it's a double date." Marisa released a warm curl moving to the next.
"Come on you and Trevor?" Kira whined.
"Ouch. What's wrong with that?" Marisa shot her a dirty look.
"Oh just that now if he creeps me out I can't just leave." Kira shrugged
"Oh come on. He's super cute and has some money." Marisa smirked.
"So why the outfit?" 
"Cause you want to look good for a hot man. And he a hot man."She seemed to emphasise the word man.

The final bouncy curl slid from the iron. The glossy curls seeming to shine do to the amount of product "Now your clothes are hanging in the bathroom. Mind the hair." Marisa stepped back admiring her work.

With a low growl she climbed to her feet and like a irritated child

She stomped to the bathroom. The distinct smell of hairspray and Marisa's perfume nearly gagging. And the moment of truth She turned to face a knee length red dress , A pair of black leggings and a black cardigan.

It looked expensive. More than Marisa could possibly afford

And it was  beautiful "Are you sure it's okay that I wear this?"

Kira called gently pulling it off the hangers

"Well call it an early birthday gift. We all need pretty things sometimes."Marissa said from the other side of the door "Now get dressed." This time Kira didn't hesitate. She quickly peeled off her sweats and tanktop  excited to pull on the soft silky material

Which fit her surprisingly well.

"Trevor's here. You almost done."

"Yeah. You want to see?" Kira smiled pulling open the door

"Oh my god. You look amazing!" Marisa smiled throwing her arms around her friend. 

"I've got the perfect shoes to." She waves a pair of glossy red stilettos

"I'll break my legs in those." Kira breathed

"No you won't." She rolled her eyes jummping as Trevor's old. Rusted Chevy pulled up into the drive way. 

"Well come on get the shoes on " Marisa urged 

"Fine but your paying for the hospital bill" Kira grumbledsliding the surprisingly well fitting shoes on.

"Now come on. Trevor's and your guy is waiting." Marisa grinned hurrying down the stairs

With a low sigh Kira swiped her purse off of the bed. Wobbling out of the bed room down the stairs and out the door.

The rusted cramped vehicle a total  death trap in the front seat Trevor waved almost ecstaticly  Marisa skipping over bending down for a kiss.

Kira's eyes falling on the shadow in the back seat. His glowing emerald eyes all that was visible "Well get in ladies." Trevor said

Clearly not much of a gentleman.

With a creak her door swung open. The man inside leaning in slightly more that before. His face now visible in the pale moon light, his pale kin seemed to glow, his fair blond locks trimmed to his jaw, his face flawless, his perfect straight smile dazling , his figure tall and slim .His crisp black dress shirt fitting tight to his chest. He was perfect.

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Author's Note

Not edited.... originaly taken from poem format.

Reviews

[S.Diane.L.]

Well, this has the potential to be a very good book. You have the characters there, but little description of them. I take it the characters are around High School age? It needs some work, like a diamond in the rough, but I believe with work, it could turn out quite well. I hope to see more by you in the future. ☺