Mila point of view:
Something fishy is going on... Ashton has been acting really weird. He broke up with his old girlfriend, Ashley. He said he broke up with Ashley. Ashley is my best friend and she was happy about the breakup. When I asked anything about their relationship she just went quiet. She is the schools biggest gossip. She. Went. SILENT! Ashton has been really weird too. He seems distant. He was my best friend. Then I started dating Logan. He would barely talk to me.Then I found out. Something no one else can know. My life just got a lot harder. And no, it's not that I didn't make the cheer squad. I'm not cliche, I swear. I have a soul. I may be blonde and popular but I am NOT cliche!
Don't assume things about me. I'm not an open book. Really I'm closed and locked. None of my friends know the real me. They know my mask. It hurts me to put on this act. But I want people to like me. Unlike my mom. She committed suicide after my real dad left. Now I live with him and my stepmom.
They hate me. They love Madeline. I'm just dirt to them. They think popularity is nothing. All they care about is brains. But I have brains. I have a 3.5 GPA! But no, I'm not perfect enough for them.
It's hard to be perfect when you came home one day from a football game and saw your mother hanging from her door, lifeless.
Anyways, back to my horrible news. It's official now... My real dad is going to die. He won't wake up. Let me explain. One night he fell asleep. He had a seizure in the night and no one knew. He slept alone that night since my stepmom was out (cough cough cheating) He was in a coma when we woke up. They gave him two months to wake up. Today was two months. They pull his plug in twenty minutes. I have to ask Dylan for a ride. I'm the only teenager who has to have her boyfriend giver her a ride to say good bye to her father.
I hear a horn honk. He's here. It's time. "Madeline! Dylan's here!" I don't hear an answer.
"Oh, Mila! I thought you went with Madeline and her nice young man."
Ashton?! He was here? At my house? He didn't even say hi to me! "No Lisa, I didn't even know he was here... Are you coming?"
"No Mila I'm not. I'm sorry, it's too painful. I made my choice. If I was there that night he might still be here... I feel to guilty. I'm sorry. Say goodbye for me?"
"Sure. I have to go see Dylan. Bye..." I run out to Dylan's car and burst into tears. "Let's go please."
"Do you want to talk?"
"Later! Please? Just drive!" The car begins to move. The car is quiet as the funeral march that will soon be happening.
A/N: hey readers! Thanks for deciding to read this story! Sorry the chapters are short, but I try to update every few days. Hope you like it! Bye
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