Somebody That I Used To Know

Chapter 1: Normal me normal day no him

I woke up to the first note of "Welcome to The Black parade" By My Chemical Romance and grabbed my phone to turn off the alarm. Setting my phone on my night stand, I stood up and walked over to my walk in closet. I flipped through my whole closet searching for an outfit that I felt would be appropriate for the day. I looked at a dress for awhile.

Why am I so fat? I asked myself. I remember when I bought that dress. Sarah had a matching one. Hers was teal, mine salmon. That was the day that the cashier at JC Penny's asked my mom if we were twins. Back when we hung out often and she never left my house. Back when best friends is what we were, and not just a label slapped on by no other than Sarah herself.

After flipping some more, I settled on an MCR band shirt and a pair of white jeans with black skulls on them. Then I walked to my vanity and looked through my necklaces for my Welcome To The Black Parade necklace. Finding it, I slipped it on and grabbed my Welcome To The Black Parade studs and my guitar pick dangle earrings. I slipped my phone into my back pocket and walked out the bedroom door and down the stairs leading into the narrow hall that connected my rooms to the rest of the house, putting both sets of earrings in as I walked. Once I reached the end of the 20 foot hall, I entered the living room and turned the TV off, noticing my mom was asleep on the couch. I grabbed my school bag and started to do my homework.

About halfway through the second page of homework, I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket.

You've got a surprise coming your way ;) I hope you like it -SomebodyThatYouUsedToKnow

I ignored it, mentally marking it as a wrong number and setting my phone down next to my homework on the dining room table. I looked at my homework again, rereading what I had wrote to see where I left off. Then I felt an emptiness, noticing just how bad of a grade I was going to get on it. All of my friends were getting into the advanced classes this year (aside from Naomi) and here I was, about to get a 30% as a test grade when my grade point average for second quarter was already 47. Great, another thing I've failed at in life and another reason for mom to hate me.

I finished my homework and slipped it in my bag. As I turned to leave the dining room, I caught a glimpse of the cereal box, bowl, and spoon on the kitchen counter. I'm sure she would have left the milk out too had it not gone bad. I ignored that too, and decided to skip breakfast. Again. Naomi wouldn't be happy. Then again she wouldn't have to find out either. I walked back down the hall, through my room, and into the adjoining bathroom. I slapped on some make up and put my light blue hair in a messy bun before brushing my teeth and grabbing my keys off the counter.

As I drove to school I couldn't help but think about that message I got. What if it wasn't a wrong number? What if it was some stalker trying to murder me? Or even worse... What if it was Anthony?

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I pulled into school and caught sight of Sarah standing by the entrance. She was always early and almost always with Dominick and Macy. But lately Parker had been with them too. Waiting for me, pretending that he cares. I sat in the car for a minute or two and watched him laugh with them. I couldn't help but notice the look he gave Sarah either. He had never given me that look. The look you give to someone that you care about.

Me and Parker started dating about 5 months after Anthony left. He was one of the few people that knew what happened with Anthony. I didn't want him to know, but seeing as how Anthony is Parker's adopted brother, I didn't exactly have a choice.

Parker noticed me walking towards them and dropped his smile for split second. Regaining it, he began nudging Sarah and pointing my way. Sarah skipped over, meeting me halfway to the door then turning around to walk with me.

"Hey there" she said in her weird voice, slinging her arm around my shoulders.

"Hello there" I wiggled my eyebrows, pretending like it didn't hurt that she was trying to act like my friend.

"Do you love me?" She asked with a smile on her face.

"What do you want?"

"Did you do the homework last night?" I should have known she just wanted something from me.

"I never do my homework" I said with a fake smile.

"Well I'll just ask Manny for the homework then." She shrugged, and we walked all the way into school.

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I walked out of 8th period social studies with Mr. Walker and down the hall to my locker where Manny was waiting for me. I wore a sad smile at the fact that he waited for me. Not because he did it, but because it reminded me of when Anthony used to do almost the same exact thing.

"Must you?" I asked, setting my books in my bag. "You know I'm dating Parker. I mean you know the most he would do is get mad at me for talking to you, but still. I don't like you. Go away."

"Because I love you" he smiled.

"Well you shouldn't." I stated before walking down the hall to home base. I know I seem like a bitch for saying that, but he only likes me for my looks anyways. Even though I personally don't see what he sees.

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I entered home base and greeted Naomi. She, of course, was sitting in one of the chairs by the door awaiting my arrival. I took in her appearance. She looked dazed. Lost. She looked.... Sad. I automatically knew she wouldn't want to talk about it. But I mean what kind of friend would I be if I didn't try?

"Hey Naomi" I said, hugging her from behind.

"Hey" she replied in a sad voice.

"What's wrong?" I asked with a worried expression on my face.

"I don't wanna talk about it. I really just wanna read my book."

"Okay..." I trailed off, feeling bad and walking into the kennel to grab my clarinet and find a place to practice for the rest of home base.