contest entry.

[Darius4Ever ~ ♥]

[x] Lady Luck's Writing Contest
[x] Enchanted by Taylor Swift

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[Darius4Ever ~ ♥]

Claira: ugh i mean god my hair looks rly rly bad today

The redheaded boy scowled at his phone's screen, squinting as he read the text. He snorted, shaking his head with a slight smile, disappointed.

Jesse: lol whatever pretty girl. your hair looks gr8, stop being so hrd on yourself

He wished he could get her to believe just how nice she looked, but alas. To her, her bright blue eyes were dull grey, her chest was flat as a desk, fat rolls clung to her sides and her golden-brown hair, soft and fluffy, was dishwater brunette. It made him sad that this was all she saw in herself. He saw so much more, and he wanted her to see that. he stared at the picture she'd sent of herself minutes before, smiling at her slight frown, the way her forehead crinkled slightly. She held up a note card that said the words "what is beauty" in capital letters, and underneath the sentence she scribbled "I am ugly" and underlined the last word. Lies, he thought, lies. She wore too much makeup in his opinion, and each morning spent too much time on her hair. His phone buzzed again, and he scrolled down to read her response.

Claira: k......

His eyebrows furrowed slightly; maybe she was just a little uncomfortable? He sighed, and started to type out a reply when he heard footsteps on the stairs. Eyes wide, he closed the flip phone and tossed it over the side of his bed. He was grounded for fighting with one of his brothers, and if he was caught on his phone, he'd be dead.
The person walking up the stairs didn't even bother to knock. the face of one of his brothers, either Blaine or Luke, grinned, and it was such a smug, proud grin Jess knew immediately that it was Luke.