I was the Passive Narsississtic Sister of the Villain(Under Construction!)

Never touch the face

Margarethe Grimaldi

People that I allow to call me Greta are those whom I allow to approach my beautiful self.

My whole room is covered with mirrors, most maids refrain from coming in here saying it was haunted, but of course! It is haunted with my never ending beauty that not anyone can marvel for long they might faint.

I couldn't calm down as the dawn was about to break. I was never and I mean NEVER one to break my sleeping rituals, it was the utnost need for the beauty one needs in the high society.

But lest the lower realms of my bed might have been dwindled with that i tossed and turn last night! I checked and checked but the pounding in my chest couldnt stop.

Now I know why... this is all because of FREYA!

SHE DARES DISTURB MY BEAUTIFUL SLEEP!!!!!!

I stormed out of the room fully dressed and my face caked with powder, the servants marveled at my face as a strutted towards the garden.

I was looking for my dear sister Freya when I hear a giggle by the tree... who dares laugh at my presence.!

I glared towards the tree to see a young boy the same age as I in this body.

"What are you looking at?"

"*Laughs* You look ugly HAHAHAAH."

UGLY UGLY UGLY UGLY UGLY

I kept hearing those words again and again, frozen as the boy now in front of me laughed at my face. I can not let this humiliation... I the most beautiful of the high society never cries...

"Ugh... UWAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!T.T"

My heart broken 8 year old child body is far more worse than I thought! I CANNOT STOP CRYING! MY FACE IS BECOMING HORRID!! THIS IS ALL BECAUS EOF YOU FREYAAAA HUHUHUHU I REALLY WANT TO CRY BUT I ALREADY AM.

The bou seemed frantic took his gloved hands upon my cheeks and wiped away my tears, it took a few moments before I can glare at him again, now all the powder gone I snapped at him, and went closer to his face, he was taller than me afterall.

"NEVER TOUCH THE FACE, MY DARLING."

Whoops it seems to be a slip of tongue, back when I was the highest of the High society I would address anyone my darling, he blushed by what I called him and ran back to his parents who was watching us afterall... oh mom and dad was also watching us. Whoops? Wait Freya is there as well!

"FREYA! The beautiful me have been looking for you! Greetings mother and father, I shall be taking my younger sister for a walk. Farewell visitors."

I dragged Freya toward the back garden where no one really goes to but whe I was faced witht he innocent looking younger sister I had, I was blanked out.

Blast it, I forgot she was still a good person and still 4 years old!

"SISTER MARGARETHE!! You finally you want to play with me!"

Now how in the world did this cute sister of mine become so horrid anyway? I was the perfect example.