The Search for Cinderella

Chapter 22

CHAPTER 22

Today was the day after eliminations and Xavier's first individual date tonight. I'm pretty sure it was with Lindsay. I wondered what they would get up to. Somehow the sombre feeling of helplessness washed over me as I though of Xavier and Lindsay spending time together. Maybe it was because he was mad at me. But somewhat I felt, not possessive, but the unwillingness to share him with another girl.

Ok maybe I was jealous. Maybe when I though of him my heart did race a little bit. Maybe when I thought back to the times we spent in the music room it made me smile a little. Maybe thinking of him mad at me hurt me to the core although it was my fault.

And maybe I might just like him a little bit too much for just a friend.

It was so obvious something like this would have happened eventually. Of course, after all the resistance I put against, I, out of all people, end up falling for his charms.

Who said anything about falling. It's just a crush.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves and overthink everything.

Oh wait, I already do that.

Argh. I slammed my face onto my pillow before I ripped my doona off me.

I need to get a life.

I shoved my dirty hair into a, um, a I don't know what. I had strands hanging out everywhere. Sliding on an old school jersey, leggings and black gumboots I left the mansion in a very unfashionable outfit. Walking into town I found a shop which sold candles, and incense sticks. I found bath bombs and I found bath perfumes and bubbles. Then I went into the nearest chemist to buy something I wanted for a while.

I needed to stop moping about over some boy. I did what I have to do. He needs to realise I did this for him.

As I arrived back in my room I dimmed the bathroom lights and started filling the bath up. I spread candles around and lit them with my lighter. When I put the bath bombs in a pink colour exploded thrrough the bath and to top off the typical white girl bath post I put some flower petals in. I stripped down and carefully chucked my clothes away from any flames and slipped into the hot heaven and soaked my body. I sunk under the water for as long as I could hold my breath for and let my feelings melt under the heat.

I stayed in the bath for a long time. A long, long time. Until it became lukewarm and my fingers became pruny. And then with great reluctance I climbed out and wrapped a massive towel around my body and blew the candles out. As I walked back into the room I sat down in front of my dresser mirror staring at my reflection with the towel tucked in under my armpit.

Not going to mope anymore, I was going to do something a little different.

I brushed my tangled hair and picked some petals out of it. Note to self; don't have a bath with petals in it again.

It was still a bit damp when I pulled it into a pony tail. And I took the dye I had bought from the chemist out.

I've always wanted purple hair. Not bright purple, but purple which you can see in the sunlight. I found where I wanted the dye to go and then just paasted it in my hair.

I was finally getting purple hair!

Tuesday, Becca was going on her date today. Actually she already left at like four am in the morning.

Lindsay had come back last night and all morning she had been gloating about how Xavier had taken her on a flight all the way to New York City where they went to Broadway and watched Wicked and then they spent the rest of the night exploring New York City. Although it had upset me a little I pushed it aside.