Just muse me 4.6.6
5 times contemplate revenge - 1 time acted
1) The Name - Princess Jacques was a terrible name. She understood that her mother wanted everyone to know she was a girl, but that could have been done without naming her Princess.
When she finally tracked the woman down, she lived in the slums. A few other kids were with her, and then a drunken older man. She looked happy in her squalor, and Jackie (as she called herself), decided it wasn't worth yelling at her for an explanation and revenge. The woman could be happy in her squalor for all she cared.
2) Sand - She was only three or four when it happened, and it was something that happens to children every day. A small group of them played in the sandbox, pushing around piles of sand, burying toys, and babbling when without warning a little boy with a blonde bowl cut flung a handful of sand in her face.
The little girl thought about taking her plastic shovel, and hitting the boy in the head until red came out and he cried, but she didn't. She didn't want the red stuff on her clothes. It was the blue shirt with the rainbow on it, and the blue pants that had a rainbow on the pocket. The sand would come right off, but red stuff would stay and not come out after it went in the washing machine.
3) Embarrassment - Weddings were all too common, and since she was the cutest, she was always the flower girl. That day was no exception as she wore a perfect white dress- nearly a replica of the Bride's gown. All of the adults cooed when she turned around in the dress, she was the perfect Princess.
She had her role as flower girl down to a science, she knew when to smile, when to take steps, and when to gracefully spread the artificial flower petals on the white runner. Second to the bride the flower girl was the most important part of the wedding. If she screwed her job up, everyone knew that it would mess up the entire wedding.
When the ring bearer spoke up, she nearly dropped her basket mid-step.
"She's got a boys name!"
Everyone laughed, and the perfect flower girl was now just any other bumbling kid recruited to throw flower petals to the ground. She wanted to throw the basket at him, and kick him repeatedly until he had to go to the hospital. The only reason that she didn't, was because she had to make sure that the rest of her job as flowergirl was perfect.
4) Outcast - The 'Pretty Princess Club' was formed by the most popular sixth graders in her school. When they went to the seventh grade, they would be the most popular girls. They were forming a social group that she wanted to be part of. She was the prettiest Princess, and it was part of her name.
When they told her that she could be in the club, she was thrilled to become one of the popular girls. She would go to the mall with them and they'd buy matching bracelets and earrings. They would all rule the school together and be in pictures in the year book.
She was happy in that fantasy until they doused her with swamp water. All of the other girls laughed, and walked away. It was a joke, something that they could use against her when school started.
It would have been easy to beat them with shovels, and dump the bodies in the swamp- but she didn't. They would accuse her, and she would end up in some stupid jail for troubled kids.
5) Theft - When she first realized something was off, it would have been smart of her to get help, from anyone, but she didn't. Maybe it would go away- or she was imagining things, but that wasn't so. On her fourteenth birthday she realized that she was five months pregnant.
Explaining it would have taken entirely too long, and no one would believe her. The perfect little princess wouldn't do anything like that, she was supposed to be as pure as the driven snow. The product of several years of boundary issues, blackmail and too much trust was only a few months from entering the world and turning everything on end.
Hiding it was almost too easy. Classmates, her Grandmother, the members of the church, all of them were clueless. It would have all been fine if only the child didn't make so much noise, but that's what he did right after the messy and painful bathroom birth. She thought it would be okay. She could quiet him, he would be Jacques, and she would call herself Jackie. If she ran away with him, no one would have questions. He was her son, perfect in every way.
When her Grandmother burst into the bathroom, she knew that it was over. Despite the tears and pleas, the child was snatched from her arms. The teenager pushed herself up from the cold time, and tried to reclaim her son to no avail. He was whisked away, the door shut and locked, and the sounds of a crying newborn and a screaming mother filled the house.
Much later, the house was quiet, and the bathroom door was quietly unlocked. Not a word was spoken about the child. The teenager wanted to kill the woman, but something stopped her. She wanted to track her baby down, and kiss his perfect forehead, and count the fingers and toes again.
Instead, she cleaned the bathroom. Her child was gone. Her childhood was gone. Vengeance was useless.
One time acted.
1) Shoes - The other little girl didn't care that she scuffed the brand new shoes. But Princess Jacques cared. The shoes were perfect, just like she was, and the other little girl should have known.
That's why she was pushed into the street. The little Princess wanted her to know that she was perfect, and that no little girl could scuff her new shoes up.
Too bad she didn't see the car until it hit her.
Muse: Jacques Laveau
Fandom: Original Character
Word Count: 1032