Pretty Girl

She looks at herself in the mirror, she looks nice today. The tight red dress and he long hair looks great, she is ready to go. She stands out side to wait for him and turns in her foot and raises her hand to her mouth. She stands looking like a little doll.Everyone says to her "Shawna your such a pretty girl" She knows this and lets people be jealous by her posts on line. She has her boyfriend Jerry all to herself.

"Hey babe, get in." he says. His brown hair short and close to his head. He has a toothy grin and looks great in the convert able. She smiles as she climbs in. Feeling confident that he loves her. She looks at the window as they drive all seems right in their world.

They go to a friends house for dinner. As he walks with her through the door he scans the room. Seeing Sherry across the room his heart stops and he has to get to her for a quick second.
"Babe could you get me a drink?" He asks with a nice smile.

"Sure, no problem." She smiles back and goes to the frig.

Jerry makes his way to Sherry. "Hey how are you?" He leans in close to her ear. "Please don't tell Shawna about Britney Okay? Please don't" He asked.

"Fine I won't say anything, but you really need to stop all this running around. One day these girls are going to wake up to the fact that you are a big whore. You better get back to her." She rolled her eyes at him. She pities the other girl, sure she was young and pretty, just dumb. It's not that she really wanted to keep his secret, there was just no way she was going to spend time talking to that little idiot anyway. Its not that she isn't cute herself, but being older she has learned that men can be awful. She also knows not to try to tell Shawna better to let her learn on her own.

Shawna sees Sherry from a distance and has no idea what that look means. She turns away. 'She must be sad she doesn't look this good anymore.' She tells herself. Not all of us can be this pretty.