A Story To (You Guessed It) Susmi

by Maryam in A Land Of Desert And Sun

**Hey, everyone! I kept my word, and now, everyone give a hand to A Story To Susmi!
(If you have no idea what I'm talking about, go to Susmi's A Story To Maryam)**

Susmi R. smiled and blew a kiss to the screaming fans around the red carpet as she shashayed down it in a little black dress that she'd bought from Prada for her allowance of three months AND with a little help from her parents. She now had no allowance for the next THREE months AND extra chores for the rest of the month to pay back her parents, but when you've won the Breakfast O's contest for Dan Radcliffe's escort to the premiere of the sixth Harry Potter movie, you spare no expense.
She smiled smugly to herself and to the cameras surrounding her from every direction, thinking, 'Now THAT'LL show J, the boy in my class who's had a crush on me for forever. AND G, who refused to lend me that...'
But in the front of her mind was always her archnemesis, Maryam, who'd always teased her for her silly crush on D.R. 'Wait till she sees me now,' Susmi fumed, and then flashed a bright smile to a cameraman.
Suddenly, the cameras weren't aimed at her anymore, and Susmi blinked. Then she smiled.
For who else would produce such an amount of suspiciously female-sounding squeals from the arch that the stars were coming out of? She stood on her toes, squinting, trying to see her one and only beloved.
But wait - who was THAT?!
That gorgeous, tall, pale, black-haired boy who had an equally pretty girl with him -
MARYAM?! WITH SKANDAR KEYNES?! AT THE PREMEIRE OF HARRY POTTER?!
She blinked several times, not comprehending, as the camera flashes completely blinded poor Skandar and Maryam, who went over to Susmi as soon as she spotted her.
'Susmi! What are you... Oh yeah, I forgot! You won the escort thing with Dan Radcliffe, right?'
Susmi nodded, fighting not to show her surprise.
'Then where is he? Isn't he supposed to be with you?'
Maryam had on a beautifully flowing long white dress and lace sleeves, and she was looking among the audience for the aforementioned D.R, before turning inquiringly to Susmi, who shrugged.
'I dunno, he should be here soon. But what are you doing here?'
Maryam grinned.
'David Yates, the director, insisted on having Skandar come here for the cameo he had as the student. People were making such a big deal about it! He thought of taking me along with him. Isn't he sweet?'
She broke off as another chorus of squeals and sighs came from the direction of the arch, though not, of course, equally amounting to when Skandar and Maryam had walked in. 'Oh! I guess Dan's here... I'll see you later. Look for Skandar if you need me, and you'll know Skandar by the sighs and squeals of girls as he walks by.'
She gave a last grin to Susmi, who was barely listening (she was too busy waiting for Dan), and went to Skandar, who held out his arm once more.
'Finally, he's here,' Susmi thought, and she wrestled through the crowd to come to a stop in front of....
Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no.
Evidently, Dan had gotten no news about the contest, Susmi thought, staring incomprehendingly into Dan's eyes, and then into Emma Watson's beaming face, who was clutching his arm.
'Er... Yes? Would you like my autograph?' Dan blustered, holding out a pen and smiling self-consciously (he really didn't look so good in real life... His eyebrows looked plucked and he had too much makeup on).
Looking into Dan's unsuspecting face, then at Maryam's beaming one as she answered questions ('Oh yes, I met Skandar when I wrote a fan letter to him...'), Susmi's face scrunched up slowly, and finally, not bothering with the tears that dropped onto the Prada dress, she sobbed off to the nearest phone booth where she could call her parents to come get her.