C. C. Cowgirl
Queen of Feuds
Tina opened her eyes slowly. She laid on the ground, staring straight up at the roof. She blinked speechless before taking a deep breath. She had actually knocked herself unconcious with her own door, all on her own. Only she could succeed with that, as she gently sat up again. She held her head and had gotten a big bump on her forehead. She rolled her eyes, sighing.
Quickly she got up in balance and walked out from the room. She made a few final adjustments with her hair, fixed her clothes and grabbed a piece of paper to wipe out the blood that ran down along her forehead from the bump. She was smart enough to know it was nothing dangerous. Only a simple wound, but she quickly cleaned it up. It did not take long until she arrived at her locker, which she opened quickly and stared at her dress. All her savings gathered as one single piece of clothing. She forgot all the unfortunate things that had happend to her, as she undressed and put the dress on. She put the other clothes in her locker, as she head outside.
Just before she head for the festival, she took a deep breath. She then made sure that everything was the way it should be. She looked down upon her clothing and accessories, before smiling. She was actually pretty.
Her dress was bright white, with golden, silk contours. It went all the way from her chest down to her feet and even had a glittering touch. In light, it even shun a little. That was what she liked the most, as she might be visible if wearing it. For once, she would be seen and not because she ruined some tool, stumbled, trashed something or hurt somone. It felt like it was her moment. She also had a faint pink tiara over her light red hair. Her hair which was spread out in all its pride, reaching down to just below her shoulders. She had silken white gloves, just long enough to reach her wrist.
She smiled as she opened the doors to the festival. She had gotten the tips for clothing from her mother and she greatly appreciated the tips. She for once looked pretty, even in her own opinion. She had a look around and smiled. There were a lot of people, that she unfortunatly did not know. However there has to be a first time for everything, as she with gentle, elegant steps head into the crowd. She smiled, as for once the boys turned around to see her and it was for once not because she made a fool out of herself, but because she indeed was pretty.