Mask of A Legend by Stephen Andrew Salamon Page B

Legend, though a strong person and very courageous for attempting to go to this search, still wore a vivid mask of ugliness to its texture and knew that soon enough she would have to be let down as reality set in. Years of pressure to stay beautiful, thin and ageless taught Paula that.
    Legend waited for Angelica to get her name tag while Paula would stare at her every so often. Angelica then walked with Legend to get their keys for their rooms and ran up to the top floor with excitement. They endeared down the hallway toward Legend’s room first. “My God, we’re in the search, this is beautiful,” Legend announced, looking at the pink wallpaper and the oil paintings that hung in the hallway.
    “I know, I’ve been here many times,” Angelica stated. Suddenly she purposely bit her lip. “I mean, I know girls who have been here many times in the past.” They approached Legend’s room. “Hey, my room is right next-door” Angelica said. She stood next to her own room and Legend stood next to hers.
    “That’s great, do you want to come over to my room later on and we could watch a movie or something?” asked Legend.
    “Yeah, I’ll come over later on tonight.”
    Legend stuck her card key into the slot above the doorknob, and opened her door, slow and dramatic.
    “See you then, Angelica.” Legend walked into her room and her blue eyes widened to the sight of a chandelier that hung over the doorway inside. She brought her body deeper into the room and realized this was paradise, like she was walking into an abyss that was decorated with luxurious trinkets, and, overall, luxuries that only certain eyes were allowed to see. There were six rooms, and a bathroom as big as four rooms, and Legend roamed this magnificent sight and inhaled it all. She started to walk in one of the rooms and realized it was the master bedroom. There was a queen-size bed, vases at every end, and portraits of famous artists that stood in the pathway of her sight. She walked over to the enormous queen-size bed and saw little, golden chocolates that lay in the center of it. She suddenly stepped onto the bed and stood up on it while jumping around. But her happiness ceased when she said, “Wait a second, this can’t be my room!” She then ran through the hotel room and headed for the door. It seemed like a labyrinth as Legend tried to find it. She reached the big door and hurried to open it. Ironically, Legend feared this beautiful sight: she feared it because she didn’t think it was hers to enjoy. She opened the door and found Angelica directly in front of her, holding up her fists as if she was ready to knock on the door. “Oh my God, Angelica, you scared me!”
    “What’s wrong?” asked Angelica. Legend tried to catch her breath, for she was terrified, calming down and laughing from being terrified and calming down all at the same time. A paradox.
    “The hotel must have made a mistake, this room seems like it would cost in the thousands to stay in, and I know I didn’t pay any thousand for it,” Legend fearfully replied. Angelica grew a small smile on her acne-filled face.
    “Legend, sometimes you have to accept things as they come to you, without asking any questions. A different reality.”
    “But this is outrageous, I mean, did you see my room?” Legend guided Angelica into the fancy room in a speedy manner, holding out her hands and pointing to the beauty all around.
    “Yes, I did see it, I have the exact same one, including the balcony.”
    Legend’s mouth dropped. “You mean my room has a balcony also?” She ran up to the huge window and realized it was a balcony door instead. She opened up the white, silken curtains and opened the glass door with excitement. She walked out onto the balcony while showing amazement in her eyes. She looked up and the rain fell upon her repulsive-looking face, while Angelica walked up to the balcony door and looked out at Legend through the window. “This is amazing!” Legend walked