'Happy Endings' you see, are just an over rated illusion. Stories made up to satisfy the hungry people who live for cheesy and unrealistic cliché tales. They are the replica of heaven that makes you believe in 'Fairytales'. But in reality there is no Happily ever After, of course you will find them in stories, some stories and thankfully mine isn't one of them.okay-okay I am a princess but I was never saved by a prince or married one just a few days after we met or never have i been the beautiful, blonde blue eyed girl who can sing, clean and is the selfless cow nor have I kissed a frog. I mean, come to think of it, If i see a seventeen year old girl sing to the birds and go around kissing frogs or starts to live with elves in the twenty-first century the only word I have for her is freak. It was a day before I would finally get my drivers license and would not be dependent on my mother to deliver me to places, being a princess in this era had no benefits- none at all let alone the ball gowns and carriages made of pumpkins... well expect the cakes and the extra pounds of flesh clinging to me with their life. Here I was sitting on the benches of the ground with Elixa my best friend drooling over the football team rather than concentrating on the game, because really who in right mind cared about the ball when the Greek gods where there? despite the burning heat I and Elixa had made our minds to see the whole game, I saw a small white object hurling towards my direction and sat frozen in pure horror, lets just's say I have zero co-ordination and my reflexes go in negative. 'Oof!" I cried out in pain as the ball collided with my chest. Trying to balance on my chubby legs I stood up cursing the ball and the man to whom the ball belonged to. Muttering obscenities I lifted my head and saw the father of all Greek gods and the jerks walking towards me, Tyler Grey, the treasured senior of my school. He stopped right in front of me. "Are you okay princess?" His voice full of mockery and sarcasm, his British accent made Elixa swoon visibly and she looked at him in pure admiration as for me I had different things on my mind. "Do I look fine to you pretty boy?" I scowled at him "Look who forgot to eat this morning." He commented making me flush. "Look who forgot his brains today." I shot back. "Can I have the ball back Spring?" "It's Summer!" I replied in agitation. "Whatever sunshine, give the ball. I don't want you to eat it." He said referring to the ball in my hands. I held the ball in my hands, my grip tight. breath slowly, don't kill the low life. Don't kill the jerk I chanted, I saw red. "Summer?" Elixa elbowed my ribs, when I turned my head towards her I saw embarrassment. 'Give him the damn ball' her eyes said. I felt dizzy, I wanted to vomit all over the greek god standing in front of me, but I didn't, I did something even more humiliating- I burst the ball. I burst it. Elixa looked at me in horror while Tyler tried to recover from the shock. "You..." Tyler begun "I-uh...I- sorry." Was all I could utter before running as fast as I could for my life with my extra pounds. See disliking the greek god was one thing and harming him was another. I rushed towards the washroom and locked myself in the cubicle, trying to process what all had just happened --------- AN-IF YOU LIKE IT, POST ON MY WALL!!!