Love is Never Ugly

Chapter 8, Part 3.

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Last one (I promise),

This used to be your favorite spot in the whole world. Pick something that represents what your favorite thing to do with Tiffany was up here. When you get it, bring it down to her and remind her about it. Trust me, it’ll be worth it.

Your (hopefully, want to be, waiting) Prince Charming.

There was a sad excuse for a heart on the corner of the half piece of paper. Taylor looked around and smiled fondly. How could she pick just one thing? Tiff and her had such great memories up here that this would take a while to pick. There were the stuffed animals that they used to dress up and put on fashion shows with. Then they would put on fake British accents, which were terrible, and have a tea party. They also marked their height every eighth of each month. Tiffany was on one side of the house and she was on the other. Back then she was a few inches taller than Tiffany, who was older.

Finally, she decided what to pick. There was a make-up kit up there. After the scar was permanent, Tiffany somehow got Taylor to go up into the tree house with her and she covered the whole thing up. Taylor was so excited that it was gone and she thanked her sister over and over again. The next night, when she took her shower, her scar reappeared. She cried herself to sleep that night because she knew that she would never be able to get rid of that scar.

Taylor picked up the make-up kit and walked to the entrance in the floor of the tree house. She started down the ladder. The just the top half og her body was in the tree house she looked around. She blew a quick kiss to everything and continued down the ladder. She walked into the house into Tiffany’s room, smiling widely.

“You finally finished!” Tiffany squealed. “I’ve been waiting forever!”