Crazy Beautiful People

Chapter 1

I was a good girl once. I got straight A's and was in every after school activity I could possibly be in. I danced, did feild hockey, and played lacrosse. My brown hair was natural, and I never put makeup on my gourgeous green eyes. 

Then came Junior year. I changed, and all my close friends followed. My good side hid in the corner, and my bad girl side came out for a test drive, and it stayed. For some reason I liked this new me. I was crazy, and had this attribute about me that people liked. I wasn't the teachers pet, I was just one of the crowd, with a side that would frighten.

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"What are you doing this weekend Soph?"

"I have plans with Jenna to play lacrosse on Saturday, but I can do something Friday. Why?" I knew that Abby wanted to party.

"Well, Sophia Brewer, we have been invited to Maddy Styles party this friday at six o'clock PM." 

"Abby! No way! Ahhhh! Thats tomorow! We have to get dresses like now!" I shouted into the phone. Maddy Styles is one of the most popular people in the whole school. If you get invited to his party it means your popular. There was only one thing I didn't quite understand, "Wait, how do you know I'm invited?" 

"Check your facebook retard. Your on the invite list." Abby chimed. 

"Okay, What are we gonna tell our parents. I still think we should use the award ceramony thing and say we're staying at Brain's."

"Brian is a boy Soph!" 

"He's gay." I state, "How could your parents get mad." 

"I guess it will work. When are you picking me up to get dresses?" She askes trying to change the subject.

"Like ten minutes." I hang up the phone and slide ino my pocket I grab My money that I got from working at the year round arcade at the board walk. I run downstairs to trick my mom. "Hey mom, Me Abby and Jenn have this award ceramony for Lacrosse tomorow night. We're gonna go get dresses, then we'll probally go to Brains and sleep they're. Is that okay?"

"Brian is the gay one?" I nod as she talks. "I guess, do you need cash?"

"I have sixty. Do you have like twenty." I ask.

"Yea," she hands me the bill and kisses me on the forehead.

I run out tword my door and race to Abbys. I know what dress I want, but it means going all the way to Morris Mall, but it's worth the drive.

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I roll into my drive way at nine o'clock at night. My mom is on our blue plush couchh reading and listening to music lowley. "Hi honey." she chirps as I walk in. 

"I'm gonna roll into bed, night mom. Love you." I walk upstairs and plop onto my bed. All I had to do was survive Friday, then Abby and I could get ready and go to Maddy's party. 

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"So," Abby starts, "are you like pumped?" 

I put on my foundation and and put some powder on that matches my skin tone. Then I line my eyes with dark eye liner, then put on mascara. I leave my hair wavy and slip into my dress. It's floral and flowy. I like to think that I never changed much, that I started drinking and waering makeup and thats all. And that is all that really did change. 

"Yea, I guess." I say as I slip on my pink pumps. 

Abby looks me up and down. "Are you ready?" she aks with attidute. 

"Yea," I say matching her attidute. "I don't want to look like a slut." Abby dress is skin tight and her heels are a mile high. Her face is shades darker than her body, and her eyes look black. It's odd how she followed my choice, then took it so much farther. 

We walked out of Abby's house and went into her car. She was driving there but said she would'nt go home. I don't really trust her but its not important because we were pulling up to Maddy Styles house.