Rivalry, hate and something more...

Chapter 1

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I waited impatiently for the girl to move up in line. I couldn’t just ask her to move up then she would most likely recognize my voice and start acting like a maniac. Since I had nothing to do, I decided to listen in her conversation. 

“OMG!  I went to the mall on Saturday and i saw there really cute pairs of gladiators! OMG they were so cute! They were all pink and OMG l found a perfect top at Forever 21 to go with it! OMG it’s like pink and has sparkles all over it...”

I stopped listening in as soon as she mentioned the shirt with sparkles on it. I mean who wears sparkles these days!

I sighed in frustration and started tapping my foot. How could this girl be so naive! I mean c’mon! Just turn around!

“A little impatient, I see,” my best friend Mae said, amusement leaking off her voice as she came with two large popcorns.

“No, duh! This girls been going on and on about sparkly shit! It’s so irritating!” I grumbled.

“Then just ask her to move up.”

“I can’t. What if she recognizes my voice?”

“You’re so paranoid,” She said shaking her head. She’s the one talking. She can just go anywhere without having to wear ridiculous discuses. Whereas me? I have to put huge sunglasses and sometimes even a wig! Being famous really has its tolls.

“Excuse me? Could you move up? It’s your turn.” Mae asked politely.

The girl turned around and saw that it was her turn, turned back to Mae, smiled her thanks and went to buy her tickets.

“Finally!” I grumbled under my breath.  Mae just chuckled.

“I’m glad you find this funny,” I said sarcastically.

“Al right, all right, calm your balls. Let’s just watch a movie and chill. ‘kay?”

“Fine,” I grumbled. Seesh, I was grumbling a lot today!

“Next please!”

We moved up to the counter to find a bored looking red head, whose eyes were rimmed with circular Harry – Potter – Like glasses. I let a small chuckle escape

“Two tickets for the Hangover 2, please.” Mae said.

The boy sighed and printed out the tickets, handing one to each of us. We pay for each of our tickets. The thing is, I always insisted that I pay for the movies since I have millions, but Mae being Mae had said “Layla, you want a normal day like a normal teenager, and normal teenager’s pays for their own tickets... unless you’re on a date. But that’s a different story. Point is, we pay for our selves, got it?” I had hated the idea (and I still hate it), but I couldn’t convince her, so I just gave up.

We smiled our thanks and we were heading off the theatre printed on our ticket when the boy called out, “M’aim, please remove you glasses.”

I turned around, my smile flattering a little.

“Excuse me?”  Mae asked.

“I asked you to remove your glasses.” The boy stated matter-of-factly.

“Why?”

The boy narrowed his eyes. “For security reasons, now please remove your glasses before I call security.”

I could tell some people were listening in on the situation. It was kinda ovious since they started looking to wards me.

“You know what? I wanna see the manager of this theatre, RIGHT now!” Mae said angrily.

“You know what it’s O.K. We just won’t watch the movie.” I said to the boy

“I’m sorry m’aim but I still have to ask you to remove your glasses.” He said, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. I couldn’t blame him for being suspicious! I mean who wears sunglasses when it’s raining out?

Mae got right up to his face,” Look buddy, It’s easy for you to ask her to remove her glasses, but she can’t. You wanna know why? Huh?” She hissed. I had t admit, this would have been funny in other circumstances, but given the fact that a lot of people were looking and listening, this was no where funny.

“Mae drop it.” I said flatly.

“But”-

“Look it’s fine.” I said quietly so only she could hear, “I just take it off, and show him and I’ll tell him not to say anything.”  I smiled sadly.

So much for a normal day.

I turned to the boy and said in a serious tone, “Look, Imma take off my glasses. O.K? And you’re not gonna say a word or scream out anything. Got it?”

He narrowed his further “Fine.”

“Good.” I said.

I looked down and took off my glasses real quick and out them back on. I looked up to see the boy’s face in complete shock.

“Oh...My...God...” he whispered, his mouth forming an ‘o’.

“O.K we took off our glasses, now can we go?” Mae asked impatiently.

He seemed to break out of his trance and screamed with tears in his eyes, “ OH. MY. GOD!! IT’S LAYLA DALEY!! AAAHHHHHHH!!!”

Everything went eerily quiet.

“so,” Mae whispered, “ what do we do when he screams?”

I looked at her.

“We run.”

And all hell broke loose.