We all have wondered,at some point in our lives,what the hell am I doing still living?To make other people happy,to make my parents happy,is that all there is of me?When people tell me I am lucky to be who I am I just want to laugh at their face.Of course,everbody has their own problems,some smaller some bigger.We need to accept them and learn how to deal with them.And so I did.I learnt the hardships of life,no strach that,I'm still learning.You get sick when you surround yourself with 'friends' that 'know you,and have always been there for you'.They are all fake,like me.Everyone except Emily,my rock and my only real friend.I don't need any more,It's better when you have one real friend then thousands of fake ones.
"Hello?You there Paige?"Brad shakes his hand in front of my face.I smile up at him.My so called boyfriend that I don't feel much for.I only see him as a 'friend',but in order to be normal,I needed a boyfriend.Brad is the captain of the soccer team,has got quite the looks and charms.He'll do,I thought.
"Just lost in thought."He offers me a smile.
"Hey,did you see the soccer game last night?"Audry slurs,leaning on his shoulder.Couldn't she be more obvious about wanting to get into his pants?
"Of course,you Paige?"I take another bite from my sandwich.
"Hm?"My gaze travels to him.
"The game,did you watch it?"He looks at me questiongly.No,I don't like soccer how come you don't know that my so called boyfriend?Because you never told him.
"Oh,no I was out at dinner with my parents last night."Lie.Big fat lie.
"You sure are close with your parents huh?"He smiles at me.I lift the ends of mouth up,so I can 'smile' back.We are not close.Can we change the topic?
"You have no idea."I laugh lightly.
"I did so bad on the history test.I think I might fail.Dude I didn't study at all.
"Emily,seeing me uncomftrobale with the topic changes it quickly.She saved me,again.She always does that.I am so lucky to have this crazy,blonde haired chick."Yeah right.You always say that nerd.
"Sccot laughs.It's true,both Emily and I have extremly good grades,but she always says she has done bad on the test.She feels as if when she says that,she knows for sure she will get a good grade.I tell you,a crazy chick."No,but seriously I am scared.And that teacher gives me the chilles."She shudders.We all laugh in union when the bell rings.The sound of chairs scraping the floor fills the room,with chatting among the studens.Everybody walks ahead of me and Brad.
"What's your next period?"Brad asks me.I move my backpack on my stomach while lifting my one knee up to look for my schedule.Where is it?My hand moves all the books inside until I finally find it and drag it out.Suddenly,I feel someone bump into me and all my stuff falls on the floor,esscaping my bag.I swear in my head,hoping no one hears me.
"Watch were your going,goodie tue shoes."Well,if it isn't Logan.Logan fucking Eastwood.How didn't I know him by his colounge?Every girl knows his colounge,it is mesmerising.Even though he has the looks of a model,charmes like the prince,ego bigger then the world,he is the biggest asshole you will ever met.Well,just torwards me.He is the only one who has ever hold a grudge against me.Even his groupy likes me,but he doesn't.It used to get on my nerves,but now I am over it.
Every girls talks crap that he is the nicest gentelman ever,until the next day when he sleeps with them and dumps them.They think that they can change him.But they can't.People don't change.They can act a sertain way torwards you,but it is all fake.People will never,ever change.It's just the way it is.
My pussycat of a 'boyfriend' says nothing and just stands behind me as I pick up my things.
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Not So Perfect,huh?
RomanceEveryone thought that Paige Rose had the perfect life,perfect grades,perfect boyfriend and even thought that she had a perfect family.Boy,they couldn't have been more wrong.But as long as nobody knew,it was alright,except her best friend,Emily. She...