the other one

She used to love dancing, drawing, and writing. She used to participate in many arts competitions and had won some of their trophies. These achievement obviously had molded her into some boastful vain creature and pain-in-the-ass fellow without knowing.

She would become a sweet daddy lil princess at home, but turned into this despicable ignorant brat when they were not around. To her and my surprise, there were some people who saint enough to befriend this know-it-all princess. I wonder why? Did they genuinely accept her as she was or gaining personal benefits by being with her? Were they drawn by her personality or her money? Were they drawn by her brain or her power? Only time that would be able to answer these kinds of questions.

The little princess grows as the clock's ticking away. She's no longer the heartless young lady she was used to be. Being away from her kingdom opens her eyes about the importance of relationship, the importance of friendship, and the importance of love. Aah yes... LOVE...the feeling that she had never experienced before.
Back then, she was too proud, too busy to feel the love of the people around her. The genuine love and care that people had been giving her. She was simply too engrossed in her own world full of lies and pretenses.

She's changed..yes..for the better...mm or not? She looks at her mirror, mending her smudged eyeliners and her lipgloss. She curls her long black-brownish hair with her fingers. Satisfied, she rises from her chair and digs up her wardrobe expecting to find a dress that may flatter her curvy figure. She cursed under her breath when she looks her appearance in the mirror. She promises herself that she will go on a diet, starving herself like the famous celebs for their hot skinny bodies though she knows that she will never be able to keep the promise.

Tired, she throws her bag and her books on the floor. She jumps to her bed and grabs her pilllows, hugs her bolster tightly as if it is love of her life. Suddenly, she rises to her feet and walks towards the mirror. She looks at the reflection in front of her. Something in her has changed. Something...but she doesn't know what she losses and gains. She is at loss when it comes to herself.

The princess stares at the black eyes of the girl in front of her. "Who are you?" she asks. She waits for the answer but only silence falls between them. "Who are you?" she asks again. This time the girl in front of her only smiles kindly back to the princess. "Who are you? Tell me, please!" The princess grows impatient and she demands an answer right now. The girl in front of her looks deeply into the princess' eyes, as if they are reassuring her that everything's gonna be just fine. Finally she says "You will know me soon, my dear. Soon..."