Walking into the bathroom I couldn't help thinking how annoying I was being, asking her to stay clean for a whole year! 

“What was I thinking, she probably hates me now. I bet she would rather go on a date with a dead-beat cazyiss old man then speak another word to me! I've messed up every chance I had to be her friend, how could i be so stupid!” I bring my hatred ramble about myself to a halt as I hear a small knock on the door. I must have been so loud that I annoyed her and now she's coming to tell you to shut the woe up! 

“H-hey ember, i don't mean to barge in… are you alright?” she asked so genuinely i had to let her in, i was dressed anyways so it didn’t matter. She shuffles in and sits on the counter and I follow, sitting on the other-side of the sink.

“So ember, tell me” she continues a smile covering her face, suddenly i notice something faith has dimples? 

“I- uh um, w-what do you mean?” I am at a loss for words, her smile was so cute and those dimples I could just squish her face, she's so adorable! 

“Well I heard you saying you thought you were being annoying and… yea stuff like that. I just wanted you to know that no matter what you do, I will never find you annoying or weird or hate you. Ember you're one of my best friends and I-... I-” she stammered to find the words of comfort, was she going to say that she loved me?

“I r-really care about you Ember, I'd never want what I feel to happen to you” her face went a slight shade of red, did she like me? No no, she's from a rich family and I'm just some low life poor girl with no home.

“A-and could you c-call me ‘fay’ more often? I think the nickname is really cute, you don't have to if you don't want to of course I mean hey who would!”  she says sweetly, changing her tone too soon though.

“Hey, I'd love to call you fay! It  can't be as cute as you thought! I laugh nervously trying to shake off the fact that I just called her cute. 

“W-well i um, you- your dress is really pretty” she laughs back walking to the door.

“Wait!” you yell, taking her wrist, she turned around looking at me as the most pretty person in the world, who knew someone so confused could look so beautiful.

“C-can i do your makeup?” I say turning around excitedly, taking two brushes and a lipstick.

“I- if you want, that is” i say slowly bringing my arms to my sides at the silent obvious decline. 

“Of course!” Faith jumps excitedly, sitting on the counter and closing her eyes.

“What sorta look do you want… dear?” I say nervously, trying to play it off as a joke.

“A natural look, please dear.” Faith says, returning to my strange accent, we make more jokes and laugh and soon enough we forget what we were laughing about, we laughed and laughed until our stomachs hurt with laughter. Catching our breath my eyes meet with her’s, her beautiful almost emerald misty green eyes, they looked like a deep forest that i could get lost in for days on end just to get ever so close to her, if only i could hold her close to me to get closer to those beautiful eyes, it felt like they could consume me and all i am, like mother nature hunos herself had taken to her eyes and imprisoned emeralds behind glass and filled them with mystery. Our deep gaze was sadly broken by faith's mother screeching down the hall.

“I never noticed how beautiful of a green you eyes are” i blurted out as if i meant to say it, faith goes a deep shade of red, i stumble back almost tripping on my own feet and faith caught me and held me like a prince would to a princess, except she was a princess and i was a low life peasant girl. Blushing even more now, faith brings me to my feet and gives me by far the cutest smile I've ever seen. Walking in a single file out of the room I take some self decorative accessories and we line up in front of the great high court evil mistress herself, Mrs Rosedale. 

“Oh faith you actually tried to look nice for once” she snickers as she continues to make rude remarks about her own daughter, i wanted to snap her in two; why was faith not saying anything back? The faith I know would be saying something snydie to her like “you think my hair looks bad, be careful a bird could mistake you for its house” or some vex like that, some smug remark to return the favour, anything! But she stayed still and took in every blow her mother threw at her, it was like looking at someone being stabbed all over and then just taking it in, no screaming, no crying not even stabbing them back, just a grey and cold impression covering her face. It was sad watching faith behave like this, and she only does it in front of her mother. That really shows what kind of person she is. 

“Alright everyone, in the car” she yelled whilst finishing her hate crimes on her own daughter. Filing into the car I sat on the window and faith laid on my shoulder.

“Hey you feeling alright?” I whisper to the unconscious looking faith.

“Y-yea i-i’m all g-good” she smiled weakly, her voice was shakely as if she was holding back tears, i felt so bad that she had been put through such abuse. We get to the castle and with a concerned look I walk beside her into the castle gates. Faith looked anxious and frightened, standing close to me with her arms wrapped around herself, in an attempt to comfort her I took my arm and wrapped it across her shoulders. My attempt had failed, but I had a better plan. Releasing my arm and letting it sway by my side.