Torn

The party

23 December 1998

On Monday I wondered through school holding back the smile that was threatening to show. All until I saw Natilie and Hazil guilt and anger clouded my vision I had a sick feeling inside. I had decided to just ignore them but how could I they were standing right in front of my locker! I approach them plastering a small shy fake smile on my face. "Hey" I said in a small and shy voice. The next thing I knew my body had been slammed against my locker. Natilies face blocking my vision a nasty snarl on her lips. "Stay away from Blake you hear me he doesn't want you In fact nobody wants you your a horrible person you killed your own mother and your too up your self to admit it. And if you do try and steal Blake from me I will make your life hell!" With that she let go of my put on a fake smile and walked away pulling Hazil behind her. Hazil glanced back at me with an apologetic look on her face. I turned around unlocked my locker and quickly scurried off to class.

I make it to the ceramics room just as the sound of the bell rings through the halls. There is only two seats left one next to Natilie and Blake and one next to the new girl Victoria. I choose the safer option ignoring blakes pleading face and go sit next to Victoria. I hadn't really spoken to her much I had only learnt she was from Australia last week during a polite chat whilst in gym class. We exchange a few quick greetings as I sit next to her. The teacher shoots us a glare a silent warning to keep quiet. We direct our attention back to the front. She explains the lesson and gets us to work as soon as possible. "Brook can we work together?" I look up at Victoria's big brown eyes. "Of course" I say politely as we get to work we chat about everything! "Hey vic..." She cuts me off "call me Vicky." "Vicky do you want to come to mine tonight we can work on our project?" "Sure" she says in her na sweet voice. I small smile spreads across my face.

Dong! The bell goes and Vicky and I make our way out of the class room and into the canteen. As soon as I push through the doors Blake beams at me raps his arm around my neck and starts walking with us. "Hey brook wear a angle outfit for me" his eyes gleam with a playful grin playing on his lips. "Sure" I say playfully "as long as Vicky can be the devil." "Sure thing babe" Blake laughs as he walks away proudly.

I turn around to see Vicky beaming at me as if she had just shared her first kiss! "Omg!" She whispers seemingly not quite believing it.

I wait at the front gates for Vicky. I cheek my phone to see the time when I get run into by a beautiful girl with big brown eyes tan skin and red hair. She had a smile from ear to ear! I burst out laughing receiving many glares. I grab vicky's hand as we walk back to my house.

I walk in the door dads not home yet we run straight upstairs to my room and rummaging through my wardrobe. I had nothing white! "This is useless" I say defeated flopping down on my bed. "I want none of that attitude thank you very much." Vicky says plopping down next to me. "My dad used to say back in Australia there isn't a problem not able to be fixed." She says putting on a think Aussie accent. We burst out laughing.

When dad got home we both rushed down the stairs eager to eat dinner. We have egg pancakes for dinner or as Vicky calls then 'omelettes'. After dinner Vicky is sent home.

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As soon as the bell rang Vicky and I ran out of the school and jumped on the first bus going to the mall tonight was the Boxing Day sales! We rushed into the first costume shop we could find. And there it was. A beautiful short white angle costume that would match my tone of skin perfectly. "Vicky" I squeak slightly out of breath. "That's my dress I say pointing to it. "OMG! Brook that is you dress " she rushed jumping up and down in excitement. We grabbed the dress and scurried into the change rooms. I pulled of my daggy jeans and Roxy top and quickly slipped the dress up my body. I got Vicky to zip it up. We stood there for a while just starring at the stunning dress that clung to my body until my waist where it flared out into a cute skirt. It was decent enough to cover my butt and was at the perfect height to make my legs seem dangerously long. There was a pair of cute little wings at the back and a small delicate little tiara that sat on my head. It had no straps and sat at the right hight to make my boobs seem bigger. It was just perfect!

"Wow that looks great Brook to bad it looks better on me" an all to familiar voice says from behind me. I turn around becoming face to face with Natalie. " Natalie this is silly I'm sorry can things just go back the way they were?" I plead. "What? I don't want to be friends with a murderer! You make me sick!" Tears threaten to fall from my eyes but I hold them back instead I put on my best fake smile and say in as sweet a voice as I can manage " see you at the party Natalie I hope you won't cry to much when you find out who I'm going with." With that I walk back into the change room and get back into my clothes a quick as possible.

I apologise once again to Vicky for making us leave before we could get her an out fit. "It's fine don't worry I have a costume from last year I can wear" she reassures me. "Ok well thanks for the help today I'll talk to you tomorrow." With that I hang up the phone and flop on my bed scrambling under the duvet.

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It was the morning before the party. I was excited Vicky had come round as soon as she could so we could get ready. I had had a shower and had my hair rapped up in a towel I was wearing my favourite pair of track suit pants. Vicky was sprawled across my bed applying black nail polish. Even though it was total silence there was a ring of excitement in the air. I turned on my radio my mum had brought me for my 9th birthday before the accident. With music blaring we read magazines and gossiped about how hot Blake was whilst we waited for our nails to dry.

"So wait what was Natalie talking about the other day?" She yelled over the loud music. My eyes started to tear up and Vicky quickly turned the radio off. "It's ok we don't have to talk about it" she said picking up on my change of emotions. "I will tel, you Vic but just not today" I said with a greatful smile on my lips.

There was two hours till the party when we started getting changed. I pulled on my dress and help Vicky put hers on. She looked hot! I walked to the bathroom where I pulled out my small make up bag. I applied a small layer of foundation and got Vicky to put a thin layer of eyeliner around my eye. I then brushed a small bit of mascara on my eye lashes. We wee almost ready to go Vicky looked amazing! I searched my room for my small white clutch. Finding it I through my hands up in the air in success.

We both stood in front of the mirror taking in our appearances. I had my hair in loss waves that. "Wow Brook you look hot as f*ck!" Vicky exclaimed. "Says you your so hot I'm your making me rethink me sexuality!" Vicky just laughed.

Vicky was wearing a short  tight black leather dress finishing just below her ass. Her hour glass figure more defined then normal. She had long tanned legs she wore small black strappy heels.

There was a toot from down stairs we jumped up and down in excitement. Just as I was about to exit my room Vicky stopped me whipped out some light pink lip gloss from her clutch and put some on my lips. With that we made our way down the stairs. Dad was in the kitchen I ran up to him gave him a quick hug and scurried out the door closely followed by Vicky. I froze there he was hair wind swept in a white posh looking car. My heart skipped a beat as his heated gaze went up and down my body he got out of his car to open the passengers side door I climbed in after we exchange greetings.

He was wearing ripped denim jeans with big white wings on his back he looked breath taking. I found I hard not to stair at his perfectly toned body.

The party was in full swing when we arrived. Blake  lived  in a massive house close to Brody's.  I jumped out of the car where Vicky and Blake were waiting for me. Blake instantly rapped his arm around my shoulders. As if he owned me. As soon as we set foot into the house all eyes seemed to be on us. Vicky had been taken by some hot boy from our school. Blake took me into this massive kitchen where he handed me a drink.

After a few drinks everything went a little hazy. Blake picked me up and placed me on the bench. Slowly coming closer. "You look great tonight " he whispered in my ear. A shiver ran down my spin as our lips connected in a passionate kiss. Butterflies erupted in my stomach.

"Well well well if it isn't Brook the girl who killed her own mother." A mocking tone came from behind me. I turned around to great a heated slap right across my face. "You little b*itch" I cried. Blake put me on the ground and stood protectively in front of me. "Stay away from her" he snarled at her. "Come on brook we don't need to waist our time with her lets go dance.

Blake led me out of the kitchen to the dance floor where there was a lot of drunk teenagers dancing.

I went back to the kitchen to get a drink I lifted the glass to my lips took a sip.

The next morning I woke in a strange bed with a horrible head ache....

I hope you enjoyed it!