Valorie's last wish.

The day.

     I wouldnt say that my sister was a complete loser. She just didn't have any friends or any one she liked to talk to during or after school. I can't remeber the last time I saw my friends treat anybody as rude as they do now. Or maybe I had always over looked it. Suddenly with out any warning, they were hovering over me. "Hey Loser." Cheyanne scoffed. Oh no they did not just call my sister a loser. I always drew the line when it came to them picking on her. " Hey bottle blonde." I retorted. Big mistake. A flash of white anger struck her eyes. "Listen you little twit, now that your sister is gone, no one is here to stop us from ruining your life." I stood up. Who does she think she is?

    "Cheyanne, listen, I couldn't care less wheather your showing roots head or cheaply manicured nails fell off the face of the planet, so listen closley... Why don't you come back when I really care what you think, in the mean time... I'll be on break living a real life in a real world that my daddy didn't pay for. And by the way, your Dolce&Gobanna heels... Totally knock offs." With that being said I turned around quickly on my heels and walked away.

   I was walking to my locker when Cam stopped me. "Hey." he smiled. "Hi." I could tell I was blushing. It was wierd. I never really noticed how cute my sister and Cam were or how adorable they would be as a couple. I started to smile and realized that I was already smiling. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek. I looked up at his him. He was perfect in all ways I couldn't even explain. I would tell my sister all these things...If she was here. But she isn't here. Sigh.