I Was a Vain Predator

Date: 3/23/2017

I put on some sort of nice alluring dress with boots and sheer black tights and too much makeup and curled my hair, and I decided I looked great. I went out to a restaurant and ran into an ex and he was stunned by me and my hooker boots. His girlfriend looked stunned as well, and threatened. I felt bad and amused at the same time. Then I was walking around a street fair and ran into a girl who had been preppy in high school and had avoided me because I was a goth kid. Now, because she thought I looked really good, she was suddenly following me around, leaning on me and wanting to be my best friend. She acted like she worshipped me. I enjoyed the weirdness of her attention, and also thought it was sad and bizarre that she placed such an emphasis on looks. Once I realized I had apparently hypnotic powers over shallow people, I turned into an asshole. Suddenly I felt disgusted with myself and how I was treating her, and I realized she and I were playing a role, or practicing for one. We were actors and this was only a parody of some sort. I was relieved, but it was still weird to even fake treat her that way.