Chapter 1 One

Everyone's lived differently. With different aims and goals. I've always been known as the nice girl. Even my best friend would say I look too innocent and naive to be true. Too good for anyone. Ever since dad died of lung cancer, I gave up in friendship. My two best friends betrayed me then taunted me about killing him. Since then, I've worked very hard to have good grades in school inorder to attain a scholarship after high school to relieve mom. Those had been my utmost priority before this lame party came up .

Here I stood dressed in a body hugging knee length dress.large blue eyes, pale blonde hair because that's actually who I am. Who skylar young is. I checked all over my body and my dress. If I'm truthful enough I'll say I look hot. This had been Joey's choosing not mine.

"Is it not a little short?" I asked worriedly. Checking out the cloth on myself once again.

"Oh my God! Skylar. You look beautiful in those" she gripped my arm and pulled me over to her dressing mirror.

I let out a little gasp as I watch myself in the mirror . I'm mesmerized by my own reflection. If Joey had not been standing behind my back I'd have denied that I'm not me. I look transformed. My larger blue eyes shine brightly. I've never realized how blue they were. My dirty blonde style was styled beautifully.

"I look hot Joey" I said, heat flushing to my cheeks.

"Yeah," she said, coming up behind me.

"Are you ready?"

I nodded. Physically yes. Mentally no!

"I'm a little nervous" I say rather slowly. It's the first time I'll be attending a party other than my neighbour's birthday party.

"You'll be okay, stop worrying too much" she flashed me a smile.If not for Joey I wouldn't be attending this party. Jake would be there so she dragged me along with her.

"If I don't get Jake to notice me tonight, I don't think he'll ever will," Joey says, feeling a little down.

I mentally groaned. Jake smith is the guy joey had a sickening crush on. I don't know him that well but I've taken two classes with him this year. Within those times, I've seen nothing but rude behavior of him. He and his gang of assholes.

He's one of the bad guy in school which makes me dislike him and the fact that he's best friend with Zeke preston, the school badass.

"He'll surely do joey. You only have to be positive" I tried my best to cheer Joey up instead of saying what my mind really wanted to say.

*Stop crushing on that asshoke cause he'll never look into your way. He's don't have ordinary girls like you"

She gave me a bright smile. That's typical of her, she'll always smile even in the worst situations.

By the time we arrived, the party was already in full swing.

"I need to go find Jake," Joey yelled over the loud blasting of music.

"Okay" I yelled back then watched her go off. With Joey gone, I somehow felt alone. Lost. Alone. As I don't belong in the place, this world. Drinks, party, everything.

I noticed some faces from school but couldn't make out any of them names. Parties like this are not meant for people like me. Friday night, I'd rather be in my room watching TV series. But what could I possibly do when my screen is broken? Absolutely nothing. So here I am now. I'm starting to dread that j come already when I've not spend twenty minutes here.

I spotted Zeke Preston, Evergreen baddest ass amidst the crowd. Since Zeke's here, definitely jake would be here.

I silently wished Joey's got to tell him she has an undying crush on him. What his reaction would be, I tried my best not to think about it. I felt my throat dry as I waded through the crowd.

I held my ears as I walked past one of the speakers, the bass pounding as loud as my heart. I spun round to check if I could see joey. I felt left out being here on my own,because this party is just not my thing. I should be in bed by now watching my favourite TV series and probably crushing popcorn or curled up in bed reading a novel. I sighed deeply wishing I hadn't come here at all. The air in here is suffocating .

I need air.

I spun around and searched for the next available exit. I sighed as I made my way to the door. I pushed through the kitchen door and pulled open the sliding back door. The cold summer breeze welcomes me as I step out onto the patio. I shut my eyes, inhaling the deep fresh air.

Some girl screamed, invading my beautiful moment. Natalie Portman was a tall beautiful cheerleader who spoke like a valley man but she wasn't as mean as she seemed. We've worked together a few times and I can tell she's nice.Actually we're kind of friends, I could go talk to her. At least I can see someone to communicate with.

"Shit sorry!" A male voice says, a second later I feel cold liquid soak the front of my dress. The guy stumbles and pulls himself up.

"My bad, really" he mumbles and sits down.

Could this party be any worse? My dress is filled with God knows what type of alcohol and I have nothing to change into. I took a second to look at the guy, he's wasted and I couldn't blame him. I shook my head then walked inside to find a bathroom. I pushed my way through the crowded hall in search of the god-damned bathroom, luckily I found one. I try to close behind me but it won't lock. Soon I realised the lock was damaged, frustratedly I left it hanging. I only need to clean myself then get out.