Love Letters (editing)

Chapter 5: New best friend, a party, and tragedy...

@lollipopy

Author's Note

Imma dedicate this chappie to Stephanie since she wanted to be in ze book and came up with Lola's name and i bet you're wondering what's up with the 'new best friend' and 'tragedy', well I ain't spoiling it for ya so JUST READ IT-Swiftie_4eva

After Julie and I had the argument, everything seemed so grey to me, I was quite depressed, to be honest. Julie seemed to move on pretty well, she was her usual cheerful self, maybe even happier.

"Hi everyone! I'm Lola Greens and I'm new here. I'm from New York, so I'm new to this place as well. I hope to get along with you all!" Her lips spread into a sincere smile.

My instincts told me I liked this girl a lot. I was really eager to get to know her. Since our seats were changed whenever we felt like it, Julie was sitting with Tiffany while Millie was sitting with Gemma, and I was all alone. I still liked Julie, I still thought of her as my best friend, she just didn't knew. I'dLola plopped down at the seat next to me.

"Hi! you're...?"

"Alicia Walters, nice to meet you, Lola!" I grinned.

She smiled back. "You seem like the nicest person I know!"

I stifled a giggle, me? That was the best compliment I had received, judging by the fact that I didn't get a lot.

"Back in New York, it's all about the competitiveness, no one makes any friends. Only enemies because they always compare with each other. I hate that and that gave me a lot of pressure so my family decided to move." She explained.

I nodded in acknowledgement. Wow, New York is nothing but competiveness? No wonder she thinks I'm nice. As I predicted, we couldn't stop talking at class and we even ate together! Yep, she would probably be my new best friend.

"I probably have much less pressure than I had in New York, I love this place so much already." Lola inhaled relaxingly.

"Hey, Lola and Al, come to my party tonight?" It was Victoria.

"Uh...sure!" I replied.

It was Friday and Mom wasn't home and she'd let me go to parties as long as it wasn't on school days.

"Definitely!" Lola smiled.

—-at the party—-

Everybody was really high after drinking all the wine and other alcoholic stuff with names I never heard of. I was a little tipsy after 3 glasses of wine.

"Hey, you look beautiful today!" Carl slurred.

Clearly he was drunk.

"You too..." I replied, not bothering to care.

"Let's dance!" Carl offered.

I stumbled on my kitten heels when I walked towards the dance floor.

"Eek, better keep a balance." Carl grabbed my waist, saving me just in time before I fell and humiliated myself.

Ugh, I was definitely drunk. We danced crazily to the music until we were out of breath.

"Phew, that was tiring." I panted.

"Yes." Carl agreed, grabbing a drink for both of us.

I drunk it immediately, thinking it was water. After choking on the stingy feeling in my throat, i realised it was vodka. Oh my God. What have I done? Mom's bound to ground me if she found out I was drunk.

I felt Carl's lips brush against mine as he ran his hands on my back. I barely had the strength to push him away, but I still did.

"NO!" I yelped, struggling to push him away.

He ignored my struggling and continued to kiss me, groping my bare back. I made a mental note that I had chosen the wrong dress. Ugh. Luckily, Lola appeared and pulled me away from him. I was about to puke by then.

"Lo...Lola, bathroom." I gagged.

Lola quickly brought me to the bathroom where I almost puked on the floor. Not because of Carl, I was just too drunk. Lola held my hair up as I puked, I faintly smelled of the disgusting substance. Not. Good. I washed my face and all the make up, just in case I smelled like puke.

"Drink some water." Lola commanded, handing me her bottle.

I gulped down mouthfuls of water. Lola reapplied my makeup in no time and I felt more refreshed. At the corner of my eye, I saw two familiar people talking, and they seemed to be having some kind of intense conversation. I blinked. Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. It's Millie and Drew... Lola let me go and I inched closer towards them, trying not to make any sound despite I was wearing heels AND was still a little drunk.

"I...erm...uh...I want to tell you something." Drew stuttered nervously.

Oh no he's not! I was pretty sure he was confessing to Millie.

"Well, make it quick, please. I wanna go dance with my friends." Millie said politely.

"I'm....I...er, am in love with you." He muttered.

Millions of pieces of my heart shattered at once. No. No. He did it. Even though it was heartbreaking when I found out, but it hurt even more when I heard him say it to Millie. Right in front of me, even, though it wasn't like he noticed his half-drunk best friend in the corner.

"I..." Millie was speechless.

"I actually like you too..." She blushed.

"What the actual fuck?" I muttered under my breah.

You guessed it, they ended up boyfriend and girlfriend And leaving me all sad and sulky. Just great.

It's okay, I told myself. Jus

I went home with Lola since Mom allowed her to stay for a sleepover. I wasn't drunk anymore, fortunately.

"Mom, we're home!" I called.

"Hello girls!" Mom greeted us passionately.

"Hi Mrs. Walters." Lola smiled.

We went up to my room which had 2 upper bunk beds, there wasn't any lower bunk, it was used as a mini study. Claudia, my sister, was studying in Canada so there was a spare bed. Once Lola went to sleep, I switched on my night light on my table, grabbed a letter paper, and began to write.

Dear Drew,

Apparently, my first kiss was stolen by Carl. 

If I wasn't so drunk at the party, I would never have let him kissed me.

I was so upset when I saw you confessing to Millie. Why does it have to be my best friend? we're a little more than best friends, but a little less than lovers. Now you're dating, ouch. Why am I invisible to you? Why can't you see I'm right here? I've been telling myself to be happy because you're happy, but I can't. I just can't. We know each other like the back of our hands, and you barely even know Millie! 

Can't you see it might have been us?  I've grown to know to way your lips spread into a smile, the way you laugh, the stock of cheesy jokes you tell, but it seems to me now all those things will not belong to me anymore...

Love,

Alicia

Author's Note

Did you like this twist?Hopefully ya do, FYI I'm not sure if there's gonna be a letter in EVERY chapter cuz sometimes I'm just too lazy sometimes-Swiftie_4eva

P.S. Looking at the letter I wrote rn I feel like Alicia is some random desperate girl and I'm cringing again. So I edited it to make it seem less cringe-worthy :))