He Saw Me

Chapter 1

    I never wrote a book before, there is probably a ton of grammatical errors so I wanted to apologize in advance...so if you catch anything please let me know....

My life is not bad, I don't have no reason to act as the way I am. Yea my mom is a workaholic, but they're is people who lost they're whole family and is less fortunate than I am. Who cares if my dad left, who cares if talking to my mom is not an option, it's not a big deal. No one noticed, no one knows, and no one cares. Acting this way is not who I want to be, but can I stop it? No. Having this urge to go to parties is not something that a person can just brush off. I'm scared and disgusted of myself, and I can't help it. Scared to show the real you cause you can never go back. Currently  I'm sitting in Ms. Leigh's classroom letting my thoughts consume me. It's Friday and a perfect day to get a detention. Who do I think I'm  kidding, I rather be sleeping or getting ready for the party that's at Jasper's place. Believe it or not, never met the guy. Yea okay I've seen little glimpses of him  and he's mostly what the fake human barbie dolls talk about. Always saying, "God, I would love to run my hands down his body" or some stuff like that. But never did I see what the rumored god looked liked.
    The gum in my mouth was making my tongue numb, and it was bothering me. My nails that were acrylic were tapping on the desk that had engraved names on it. There was no students in the class, only me. I swear I hate senior year. Ms. Leigh was constantly looking up at me trying to act menacing but she was failing miserably. She looked about to be in the  early 40'sor she can even be in the late 30's. Ms. Leigh was new, and many people have told me that teachers have warned her about me. Looking up from the carved desk, I slowly lifted my head to see her staring at me. I'm sorry Ms.Leigh, I have to keep my reputation.
"Why are you staring at me?" My voice was cold and quick, and the only noise was my fake nils tapping on the damn desk.
"S-sorry" she mumbled and went back to looking at her computer. Being fed up with her bullshit, I grabbed my purse and started walking out the door.
"Kathr-" before she could finish her sentenced I stopped walking to the door, and turned around.
"That's not my name." And with a glare I walked out the room. My high heels were killing me and they were loud as I walked down the abounded hallway. Why do you do this? It's not you. You can stop, people will understand.
Right cause once you say your terrified of fitting in, you hate high fashion and that you hate slutty fake friends like myself they will defiantly not make your life hell.
Oh shut up.
Maybe I need help, cause honestly that voice in my head is making my lies harder and harder to say. Reaching the door that led out of the school, and making my way towards the black jeep that was perfectly parked in the parking lot, I started to loosen up. I let myself stop walking as if I'm walking on the modeling cat walk and let myself slow down my pace. When I got to my jeep, I slipped off my high heels that were going to be the death of me and started to drive. My music was on and I was driving to go get a drink and some food before heading home to get ready or sleep, whatever the time is, it'll depend. Making a quick stop at Taco Bell I took it to go and just waited to eat at the house. My house was not small, yet it wasn't normal sized either. My house was bigger than most but it was no mansion. Never knew how those people got there money, probably got there money from they're parents and are working as well. Once I was safely in my home and away from all people, I ran to the kitchen taking off the dangly huge earrings and necklaces while running to the kitchen like a mad man. My feet pounded on the tile floor and my short skirt was riding up my ass and it was a very uncomfortable situation, but that wasn't my concern at the moment. Once making it to the kitchen table and setting my food down, that's when I started eating. Being the slob I am I left the food tray thingy there, whatever you want to call it and made my way to the shower to get ready for the party.
    The mirror was an old mirror that had black and gold all over, it showed a girl wearing a tight black dress that barely covered her chest and butt and the girl had blonde natural curly hair that had dark brown highlights here and there. The makeup she wore was dark, making her face seem elegant yet dangerous. Her high heels were yet the same color as her dress. She was me, I was her we were the same,  same lies, same looks, and same eyes. Turning away from the mirror to look at my phone to see the time. It was 10:48pm the party starts at 11:00 so time really wasn't on my side. But who cares it's not like people come early.
Tonight might be different
Like what?
The cops might come? If my memory is not as bad as I think...they did show up.
That was a rush, but it was fun
Didn't get me what I wanted though...anyways better get going. Let the night begin, let's see who will fall for this fake kitty...God, I hate myself.