You Are So Beautiful. To Me.

You look over at Maisie and find yourself suddenly filled with a strange sense of anger. Everything really is just that easy for her. She tells you to do something and you do it, because you so desperately want her approval. Then she goes back to texting, and taking a selfie for, one of the literally hundreds of guys she gets to choose from. He will be jumping through hoops for her too no doubt, lest she tire of him and move onto her next suitor. You can't even really blame her, It is all she has ever known. But perhaps that needs to change.

"So, just going back to your curse.."

"Stop talking about my fucking curse" Maisie orders you without looking up from her phone "That discussion is over"

But it isn't. Because you are in charge here now, whether she likes it or not.

"Maisie, I have further questions and you will listen to me and answer them. And put your fucking phone down when I'm talking to you"

Maisie turns and looks at you, a little taken aback. She places her phone face down on the seat next to her. You hadn't meant that to sound so harsh, but you are frustrated. Maisie has always been self centred and taken you for granted, but dropping something like that on you and expecting you to instantly forget about it was a bit much even for her.

"So what about perception. Say theoretically I was going to use your curse. Could I alter your perception? Or other people's perception of you?"

"I think so" she is **** to answer honestly "My aunt's ex did that kind of shit to torment her psychologically. He made her invisible to us for a while. And made her think she was going mad. and seeing things. So I'm pretty sure the answer is yes"

That is exactly what you were hoping for. What you are about to do is not going to go down well with Maisie, to put it mildly. But it may be exactly the kind of tough love she needs.

"Maisie, from now on until I say otherwise, only I can see you as you really are. To everyone else, including yourself, you look plain and ordinary. Not ugly, but the kind of woman who isn't noticed. A little out of shape. Not fashionably dressed. Just an average girl"

Maisie looks at you like you may as well have just wished her dead. To you, she is just as beautiful as ever, but when she checks her new appearance in her camera phone she actually screams.

"Oh my God, why would you even do this to me! I can't be seen like this!" she looks like she wants to cry "This isn't funny. Turn me back now!"

"Maisie, I haven't made you hideous" you chuckle "You are a four to six. Most people are a four to six. I am in that range. Welcome to the real world"

Maisie's phone buzzes. She reads the message in a panic then slams down her phone.

"He just got my selfie and cancelled our date" she fumes "Thanks for that!"

"I guess it wasn't true love after all" you mock.

"You know, whatever lesson you are trying to teach me about me or the guys I like being shallow, you are a total fucking hypocrite. Because you made it so I still look normal to you" she points out, quite perceptively "You only hang out with me because you want to fuck me"

There is more than an element of truth in that statement. When you are honest with yourself, you couldn't imagine following an average looking girl around the way you do with Maisie. Unless she was sleeping with you. But now, without hundreds of other guys to compete with, perhaps Maisie isn't quite as unobtainable as she used to be. And to you, she is still as stunning as ever. This could turn out to be the best of both worlds. You decide that you are going to stick with this one, and see how it plays out.