My face was on my desk, my hands dangling from my shoulder, the door to the classroom opened.

"I got the results ,class." The teacher said.

The girls squealed.

I groaned, I was pretty much the only girl in class who is not interested in the beauty pageant thingy.

"Out of all 16 girls in our class, we got our chosen one." Mrs. Kila said, she was our form teacher.

I looked up, she had a piece of paper in her hand.

The girls squealed even louder.

Mrs.Kila looked at the paper and had a shocked expression.

"Looks like Rebecca is not the chosen one this year."

Someone scowled and started punching he or her's table.

"And today's chosen one is....."

I looked up to see the chosen one's expression after this.

"Millie Archor! "

I was emotionless.

Wow, which unlucky bastard is it.

I looked around, all eyes were on me.

Wait.

Hey wait a minute.

Wow, ok, now I get it , I am the unlucky bastard.

*************

"Millie! Could you stop? " Sean said, sounding a little worried.

"Stop"

Bang*

"What."

Bang*

"Killing your head on the locker?" he said.

Bang*

"That actually depends."

BANG*

Sean shaked his head as I keep 'killing' my head.

"I'll vote for you! " He said.

Bang*

"look at Bethy, she looks sooo ready for the show, then look at me, here, trying to kill myself, and you'll know who's gonna win." I groaned.

"Well, you look better than her...."

Bang bang bang*

"Mhm...." I said, continuing what I'm doing.

"How about I help you get ready? Or maybe Milton, he was here since elementary, he could help." Sean suggested, trying really hard to stop me.

BANG BANG BANG!!!*

I stopped and faced Sean, my forehead red and puffy, the locker door was slightly bending in.

"Milton? Why? " I said, my eyes showing a beautiful land full of ( No not La La land) .......boredom.

"Does it kill to just try? " Sean said, gently rubbing my forehead like a big brother.

If you don't know, he is 4 inches taller than me.

"Yeah, does it look like I wanna tryyyyyyy right now?" I said.

"Please? For me? " He looked at me with puppy eyes.

I hesitated, and looked up at him.

I tried holding it back, so I tried holding my breathe.

But a minute later, I couldn't hold it anymore, "Fine."

Sean lit up in joy, he pulled me across the hall.

"MILTON! " he yelled, almost crashing into him.

Milton looked at me, who was bummed out, and my beaming friend, Sean.

"Uhhh yes?" He said coolly.

"Help. This. Girl." Sean said.

Milton rolled his eye, "Why."

"Why not? " Sean said.

"Yeah, don't know, maybe because you didn't tell me what I'm suppose to be helping her on? " He said.

"Oh right, Millie here, is chosen." Sean said proudly.

I groaned, and walked around Sean, and started to knock my head on a random person's locker, again.

Bang*

"What the hell is this girl doing? "

Bang*

"She didn't want to be a part of this contest."

Bang*

"Most girls would KILL to be a part of it though."

Bang*

"Yeah, and she isn't one of those girls."

Bang*

"Yeah, I can help, but does she have money to buy the dresses."

Bang*

"Yeah, I'm sure she does."

Bang*

"Then tomorrow, Saturday, meet me at the mall on the school's left."

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG !!!!!*

My head started bleeding, the warm liquid was stained on the locker, slowly making it's way to the ground.

Milton stared at me, speechless.

"Yeah, meet you tomorrow then." I said, walked about with drops of blood following my tail.

***************

I gasped, and shaked my head slowly.

"Why not?" The worker Anna said.

"It's white, that's why." I backed away, not even wanting to touch the dress.

Sean and Milton sat on the waiting couch, Sean was looking at me patiently, waiting for me to pick a dress.

Milton on the other side, is playing games on his phone.

"How about this one? " Anna suggested, it was light pink and yellow.

"Too light." I said.

She nodded, "Not a fan of light colors ,are you." She grinned.

I bobbed my head and saw Sean beside me.

"Can I pick?" He asked.

Anna looked back , "Of course dear ! "

Sean went straight towards the darker coloured section.

After 5 minute he came back with 3 dresses.

I looked at all of them closely and tilted my head.

"Nice decisions." I said, with a slight smile.

He looked pretty proud at his decison of dresses.

There was a blackish dress, a cute red and black dress and lastly, a red dress, long enough to be dragged behind you.

The red and black one was short, with a ribbon behind the back, it doesn't show a lot of skin except the legs and the face.

"This one then." I said, pointing at the second one.

"Would you like to try them on?" Anna asked.

I shaked my head, what I wanna do, is to get a dress, and get the fudge out of this place.

So that's what I did.

Milton was still on his phone.

"uhhh Milton." Sean said.

"What."

"Do you wanna eat with us? "

"No, not today."

"Oh ok." Sean said, clearly very disappointed, "See you tomorrow then."

Milton turned and walked away.

Yeah, very rude, but suspicious as well.

What does he want anyways?

"Do you think he'll betray us, and dump us?" Sean said all of a sudden.

This question, I didn't expect that one yet.

"My feelings for now, is yes." I said, not taking back.

He nodded, "He seems like a great friend to me....Let's not talk about this, pizza or burger?"

"Pizza please." I said.

Milton is getting really suspicious, he wasn't playing his game at all.

He was chatting someone, was he pretending to play games...or....

No...maybe I was wrong the whole time, maybe he's a good guy?

No...that's a 10% chance, maybe he is trying to pretend friend us than d-----

"MILLIE!!!!!!!!!"

I jumped at the sound.

"Y..yeah?" I replied.

"I've been calling you 5 times in a row, are you alright?" Sean said.

"Yeah, yeah I'm alright." I rubbed my head.

"So it's decided, we eat pizza for lunch." He said.

I nodded.

I think I'm raising my guards too high, maybe I should trust him, just trust him this once?