Behind The Reflection | Self Paragraph
Her brown eyes didn't twinkle anymore, the fire-blazed chocolate was now replaced with the dull bark of a dying tree. Instead of blood red lips, they were now chapped and as pale as the skin around them. She hadn't changed much, but so much had changed. Dead eyes flicked down to the chipped, wooden desk. A large stack of paper perched near the edge, the corners worn and torn from the countless times that Santana had flicked through them.
As the brunette's eyes rose back to the shiny surface of the cracked mirror, the girl felt her throat tighten. What was she even doing there? Seth. Seth was what she was doing there. Santana's high school and pre-high school attitude had been awful, no matter the countless fights she'd been in with practically everyone, it hadn't changed. Until Seth. The boy had stayed by her side whatever her attitude was - even when she'd hurt one of his closest friends.
She couldn't stay away knowing that he was destroying himself, exactly the same was she had. Sitting there and watching him become more and more broken inside, losing what made him Seth was killing her, plunging daggers into a fragile heart that had been shed of it's ice walls by the very person who was hurting her now. It wasn't just him though - she wasn't going to blame her entire change on Seth. Truth be told, Santana didn't even know she was changing until she'd changed. Her attitude changed, perspective on life - everything about her was different.
She still wore her mirror, the mask made of shiny material that only she knew of. The facade that kept the small, ever-breaking girl trapped inside, the fire igniting her spirit dying out quicker than a shooting star on fast forward. The fight inside her was dwindling, the lava in her veins burning out and all she could do was sit there and watch herself fizzle out.
From a feisty teenage girl on the cusp of her dreams, to a young adult who seemed to be floundering on the edge of the reef, a fin away from the safe land, but an inch away from shark's teeth.
Overall, she hadn't changed much. But everything had changed.
