"Oh, Wolf, you nearly gave me a heart attack," I said, my hand over my pounding heart.
"Sorry," Wolf apoligized. You thought my life was boring? My best friend was the Big Bad Wolf. How's that for cool?
Despite my ugliness, Wolf (his nickname) and I have been friends for as long as I can remember. Years ago, I saw him walking alone in the forest behind our castle. His fur was matted and his ribs were visible. You would think that being the Big Bad wolf and all would help with the whole food situation, but apparently not.
He stood up on his hind legs to give me a wolf hug. I wrapped my arms around him, enjoying the warmth and friendliness enclosed in the hug. I rubbed his back the way he likes before letting go.
I collapsed on my bed, exhuasted. I had to wake up extra early to go to a special "training camp" thing that my parents set up for me. It took many hours to complete and many more tomorrow as well. Mabye that was why I was feeling crabby.
Wolf dropped down on the bed beside me and I reached up to scratch behind his ears. He smiled, exposing his long, deadly fangs.
"So when you going to move in with PrinceCharming?" he joked, nudging my shoulder. I rolled my eyes.
"Not anytime soon with this face," I said, gestering to my dreaful nose. He made a sound that I guessed was a chuckle.
"Please. Those stylist people of yours don't know nothing about makeup and hair and nails. You know, I used to own my own salon." Now I was the one that was laughing.
"Oh, please. You cannot style hair worth a crap," I objected. He shook his head.
Five minutes later, he had me blindfolded in a chair in front of my mirror. I was brushing through my knotted crimson colored hair (I still have no idea how he holds the brush) and was pulling it and clipping so much that I was almost scared to see the final result.
When he finally cut the blindfold from my face, I stared in disbelief at the girl in the mirror. There was absolutely no way that was me. This girl in the mirror had many complex curls clipped in so many different ways. The ends of her hair were curled so that they bounced out from the back.
"So, how do you like it?" Wolf asked, anxious for my feedback. When I couldn't find any words, I shot up from my seat and hugged him. He hugged back, glad that I liked it. Mabye there was hope for me. The semi-ugly princess.