In Love With My Best Friend

Chapter 2: The Day Out

•Kacey•

Do you know that feeling when you wake up and you feel so energized and happy? When you feel as if nothing can get you down or get in your way. The feeling where the only thing that you can do is smile. Do you know that feeling?

Yeah well guess what. I feel like shit. I stayed up most of the night thinking about what my mom said. It would be amazing to live my dream. I could support Rose and mom. We would never be without. But at the same time I'm so scared. Dumb, right? But I mean think about it. People expecting so much out of you and if you don't meet their expectations you're dropped and left for dead. Not to mention the hate that will be flung my way. I can handle a person but you can't really beat up the media. If you could I bet a lot of people would have kicked it's ass by now. I honestly don't know what to do. I guess I still have a while to decide though but for now I've got to get my ass to school.

I have already dropped Rose off at her school and I'm now slowly trudging toward the high school. I would just like to point out my outfit is a pair of old sweat pants and an old t-shirt. Not too attractive if you ask me. But I don't give a shit. I never look very presentable. But I really can't afford to. Heck I barely have the money for the tiny amount of concealer I get.

I arrive at school grumbling about how hot it is and when some chick bumps into me I just glare at her, a look Ash says could scare even the toughest of people. The girl apologizes and quickly scampers away.

"Stupid tall ass people." I mutter and continue through the door to my locker.

I end up messing up my locker combination several times so I kick the dumb thing out of anger. But because luck is not on my side I hurt my toe from the impact. I glare at my locker for a few seconds before flipping it off out of anger and frustration.

"You're so fucking weird." I hear a female voice say. At the sound of it I practically shake in anger. I fucking hate this bitch.

I turn around and glare at Jazz. She is your normal high school popular slut. She's 5'7, has fair skin, long legs, platinum blonde hair, and a models figure. All this considered she's still a bitch. She's tormented me for so many years but never when I was this pissed off.

"Well at least I'm not a walking STD." I snarl at her.

"Oh so short stack thinks she can stand up to me." she says with a smile, leaning closer to me. This just makes me more pissed than ever before.

"I know I can stand up to you, you dumb bimbo!" I shout in her face.

"Yeah right you're so tiny and weak. Is that why I don't see your friends? Did they finally realize what a loser you are?" she asks with an evil smirk.

That's it I can't take anymore of her shit. I'm having a bad morning, I'm tired, and this bitch has pushed me over the edge for the last time.

I launch myself at her tall form with a scream. She falls to the hard tiles and let's out a strangled yell as her back hits the ground. I pull back my fist and send a punch flying to her jaw but as I start to throw another punch, two strong arms wrap around me. I struggle in their hold trying to do more damage to Jazz.

"Calm the fuck down, Kace." I hear Ash say as he drags me back. He tries to keep me away from Jazz, who has just sat up off the floor but I elbow him hard in the chest and run back at Jazz.

I punch her again square in the nose before Ash throws me over his shoulder and carries me off down the hall, pushing me in a corner and standing in front of me so I can't run. I beat me fists against his chest.

"Let me go damn it!" I shout.

"No Kace. You need to calm down."

"She deserves it!" I shout.