Love Drunk

Chapter One

"Wake up,sweetie. You don't want to be late on the first day at your new school."

"I don't want to go, Grandma."

"C'mon get up. I made pancakes for breakfast."

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Ugghhhhh. First day at the school. It was so hard for me to make new friends. I was what some people called "socially awkward" but I prefer to think I'm just different. Not like the others. But I still had to go out there. Why did the weekend have to end. WHY!

Well maybe it wasn't so bad. I was hoping Jake would be there.

Walking into the kitchen, I saw Grandma packing me some lunch. She looked as beautiful as she did when she was young. Maybe more. I just wish I was as gorgeous and had a figure as she still does. Even at the age of 65, she could carry off any type of clothes. She was a model. Then she met Grandpa, fell in love. He was in the army and died in a war about two years after their marriage. Grandma never remarried or went back to modelling. She got a job and raised Dad herself. She is the most amazing person I know.

"Grandma, you don't have to pack me lunch. I'll get something from the cafeteria. I don't want to bother you"

"Its no problem Al. I'm glad you've come here to stay. You better get going or you'll miss the bus."

"I love you."

"I love you too, honey."

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New school, new People, but the same reaction. Everyone was staring and stopped talking as soon as they noticed me. I ignored them and proceeded to go inside the building when suddenly i heard some girls saying something about me.

"She was her father's illegitimate child. He didn't even want her. No one did. She's such a freak." 

I turned around, looking for the person talking about him. I saw Jake, with them.

It was my first fucking day and it had already started. This was why I'd left home. This was why I came to Milan, for a fresh start. Well, I just need to rough it out, for Grandma.

Biting my bottom lip to stop the tears, I went to the Mrs. Davis to get the my class schedule.

The day was otherwise uneventful. I avoided going to the Cafeteria for lunch and spent it in the Library.

I decide not to pay any heed to what the other people were doing. I had to spend two years of my life here and I could do it. I just had to be strong. 

On the way back home, I went to 7-Eleven to pick up some stuff dinner. Seeing a new Rolling Stones edition, I decided to buy that too.

That night, while flipping through the magazine, I saw an announcement. There was an opening for the internship at the Rolling Stones. I had like negligible chance to get selected but still I decided to apply. I quickly scanned through the announcement and started getting my resume ready. If I got the internship, living here may even become bearable, with all that bullying and jeering. 

What I didn't get was why did they have to be so mean. I mean, my family problems weren't any of their business. They didn't need to be so bitchy. But, bitchiness is becoming one trait that you definitely need for survival these days.

**Flashback**

"Oh, come on! Its not like you're the most beautiful person in the school. You can't even satisfy a guy's needs. Fucking virgin. You're just a crazy girl. Someone to have fun with. Just like your mother. Didn't she have an affair with a married man? Ohh..baby Alyssa's gonna cry?? "

"Don't you get it, Alyssa? No one likes you! No one wants to be your friend. Nate wasn't going to be with you forever. You know that. It was all a dare, from the beginning. You think people actually like you? Well, welcome to the reality. Your mother was a fucking slut and you are one too. She was too blind to see that Sam was just using her, just like you are so oblivious to what is going on here."

"Jen, I thought you were my friend. You start sleeping with my boyfriend behind my back and you're calling me a slut? Just go fuck yourselves. All of you."

I left. Without a ride, I had to walk back 5 miles from the beach to get home, just to see my "father" doing our maid in the living room. I went into my room and stayed there for the rest of the weekend.

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"Al, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Nothing Grandma. I'm exhausted, I'm gonna go to bed. Goodnight," I said pecking her on the cheek.

I lay in my bed, pretending to be asleep. I didn't want to talk to anyone. I just needed to be alone at that moment. I finally fell asleep at around 2 a.m. hugging my teddy bear as tightly as I could. It was the only true friend I had.