Belinda Salazar was with some friends, they were at a local fair, they were only there because they were bored and couldn't think of anything neat to do. Of course they weren't gonna skip out on some entertainment and food, but Belinda wanted to do more than that. With each stand they went to she had to make a sneering comment, "Oh my god look at that, what is that?! People used to eat this stuff? No wonder they don't anymore!" Or "Ugh how tacky this isn't even worth half of what you say it is I'd probably get that for like a penny!" and it went on and on. Her friends would chuckle but after a while they grew tired of her antics.
Now they were heading toward the jousting stage when one of Belinda's friends, a boy named Mick Rogers, pointed at a small purple tent that was near a pond. "Yo check it out a fortune teller." he said.
They stopped and looked, on the ground in front of it was a sign saying, Gypsy Fortune Teller. A girl, a caucasian girl named Erica Mathiss, saw the sign, "Gypsy? Like those people on the river? Don't they use magic or something?" she asked.
Belinda laughed, "Are you serious? That's stupid magic doesn't exist!" she said, "Look I'll prove it!" and she walked up to the tent and pushed the entrance flap up. Her friends stood there waiting.
Inside Belinda was surprised to see that the inside was much larger than it appeared, in fact it couldn't be this big, it was like she was standing in her own bedroom. A large 9X9 feet circular room with a table with a dull orb sat a woman appeared from the side. "Come to read your fortune young one?" she said her voice carrying a slight accent. Belinda was surprised the woman wore an elegant blue gown with golden moons and stars pattering it, she also had a veil that hid her lower face but not enough to show that she was of supreme beauty, and that more than anything made Belinda angry. Belinda hated the idea of anybody prettier than her, especially if they were older or the same age as her.
Belinda sneered, "So you can read my fortune huh? You use magic too?" she asked the woman nodded.
"I can but only when I deem it necessary to do so. Like teaching someone a lesson but I shouldn't need to... hopefully now do you wish to have your fortune read or not?" asked the woman.
The hispanic beauty queen just scoffed, "Uh huh and how much is a fortune a 100 bucks?" she asked.
The woman folded her arms over her chest, "it depends on the person I'm reading some people it only costs about a dollar other's thousands it's entirely dependent on the person." she said.
Belinda was losing her cool, "Oh yeah? And how much do I cost?' she snarled.
The woman looked her carefully, then folded her arms over her chest, "for what you want 500 dollars." she said.
The hispanic drama queen scowled, "Yeah fucking right you're just a scam operation is what you are, slut!" a wind suddenly began to blow but Belinda ignored it, "500 bucks what you think I just have that kind of money? Fuck you! Fuck your fortunes and fuck your bullshit magic!" and she ran up and tossed the table the orb flew into the air and hit the ground with a hard thunk. she turned and walked off.
The woman snapped her fingers and the table and orb set themselves back to normal. She then went up to the orb held up her hands and a green energy emanated from them the orb became clear and showed the image of Belinda mouthing off to her friends. "Well she's got a mouth alright but I think she needs a lesson in humility." and her hands gently stroked the orb, "Belinda, Belinda you foolish little girl, a curse I now bestow will surely make you hurl, when you learn the to never scorn, only then will the curse break that is now born." and with that the spell was cast...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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