The Favor (BOOK 1 & BOOK 2 INCLUDED)

The Favor (Book 1)

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The Favor

Six words: My best friend is a bitch.

So why would I call her my best friend? I can't even answer that question. It's like I'm her dog on a leash, a leash I can't escape from. Maybe I could, but I don't try to because the odds are impractical.

That makes me sound like a pathetic person to you probably, that I just let her have power over me. Well, I've tried to put my foot down. She makes it sound like we're amazing friends, and then it makes me feel guilty. Well, we aren't amazing friends. Our friendship sucks and it's fake. Every time I try to get out of our friendship, it hits me that if we aren't friends she will humiliate me, and that's social suicide. I mean, I might as well just stick out high school and let the friendship fade once we go our separate ways.

My best friend is the most popular girl in high school. And being her best friend, I'm part of her group, even though I don't want to be. Like I said, I'm on a leash I can't escape from. Being popular has its perks, and it has its faults. There's a majority of people who hate you, because, well, you exist. There are so many assumptions made about popular girls. And sadly, they're all true. Popular girls are bitches, everyone knows it. Then there's another majority of the school who praise you. It makes me sick to see my best friend treat girls so terrible that just want our approval. It also makes me want to slap the girl, so she can realize how terrible those girls are and give up. People like to look at me and think, "oh, she's like the rest." but I'm not. I'm so much different, and I hate that I'm so stereotyped by people.

But it's not like I stay truly loyal to her. Talon, my  actual best friend, he knows it all. Countless times I only had him come over to my house just so I could rant to him how much I hate her and why. I've only known him since sixth grade, but that was back when she and I were still good. Back when she wasn't a self-preserved biatch.

Other than Talon, I literally hate everyone at my school. From the nerds, to the all-to-preppy cheerleaders, to the lacrosse team. Maybe it's just because people always portray me as one of them... the mean girls. So when they see me, they act differently. And also because I don't have time for fake friendships, I've already got one huge fake friendship in my life and I don't need another. Regardless, I hate everyone. Typical high school girl, though.

But I can't just vent my feelings to people, I put it in writing. No, I don't have a girly diary or some stupid crap like that. I write songs. When I was younger, my mom signed me up for vocal lessons. I've been afraid of telling people my plans to be a singer, because it sounds so cliche, and they think I won't make it.

My dream is to make it big in the world. I want to be known as a pop icon, like Katy Perry, Ariana Grande, Lady Gaga, all these different stars who made it to the top because of their effort and potential. And I plan to have my best friend, Talon, as my manager. He's the best there is, and I can't imagine anyone but him going everywhere with me. I'm not going to go to college, though. It's a waste of time and money for what I want to do, even people who dropped out of high school and are idols now. Singing is my passion, I feel like I can be myself because it's just me and my voice. Yes, people will hear it. But nobody will truly find the meaning behind the words I write and mend together in melody, creating a song.

But how many songs I have, phew, it's endless. Especially since most of them are from my inner Taylor Swift, all about boys and breakups, even when I wasn't actually dating them. For example, Trevor Owens.

Trevor Owens... Where do I begin? We were best friends for two months. It seemed we talked every day, and we probably did. He made me smile like nobody else, and just the true sweetheart he was made me ditsy. He made it so clear that he wanted to stay friends, but I fell for him anyways. Then I realized why he wanted to stay friends, it was to get in my best friend's pants. I haven't talked to him since the last day of school, junior year.

But I'm going to be honest, he's not the first. This has happened to me since seventh grade, when she got breasts over the summer and I didn't. Ever since then, she's been different, and all guys have drooled over her.

I don't get a second glance, usually. Only if people want to use me to get to my best friend do they give me attention. She's pretty, she's funny, she's smart, she's everything a guy could wish for. That's all they see, but if you're one of her minions, you know her real side. The evil bitch within her, it spawns once her audience has left the scene. The girls, being as dumb as they are, cower under her. And I guess it looks like I do too, but how I wish I could stand up and punch her in the face so hard that her nose ring falls out. But that would be impolite.

Tomorrow is my first day as a senior, and I'm over Trevor now. That was two and a half months ago, so I'm not gonna freak out if I see him anytime soon. But maybe I will, you never know. I'm a circus of emotions.

That's why this year, I'm going to keep my head down, my walls up, and even at the sweetest remark, I'll laugh only because I know it's not true. Guys are too predictable these days, it's adorable to see them try and be heartfelt and meaningful. But that's not the only thing, I can't fall in love because I'm going to Miami to pursue my dream. Guys anchor you down at home. I can't have that.

But this isn't the story of how I successfully stayed true to myself and went to Miami with Talon and became a rising pop sensation of the world. That would be boring.

This is the story of how I did someone a favor, and the results changed absolutely everything. Who knew something as simple as getting two people together would make my life turn upside down? Who knew that one favor would change my life forever?