Drifting

Chapter 1: Disappointment

#Chassidee's POV

" I hopped off the plane at L.A.X. with a dream and my cardigan. Welcome to the land of fame excess, whoa! Am I gonna fit in? Jumped in the cab, here I am for the first time. "

Okay, Miley, thanks for the wake up call! Damn, I miss the old Miley alot. But present Miley is cool, too.

It's the first day of Sophmore year. WOO!! Last year, as a freshman, I went to a different highschool- which was still in our area- because my brother was having problems at , but now, I'm back! I stayed in touch with my closest female friends.

I went into my closet humming Party in the Usa. Damn, that song is catchy.

I put together a rad outfit- I had my favorite floral skinny jeans, a chiffon blouse, and my favorite lace-up combat boots.

I took a banana as I rushed out the door, my target- the bus stop. "Later, mom!" I yelled.

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-At school-

"Chassy!" A familiar voice squealed. Evelyn. She and Robin have been my best female friends since fifth grade. We're in tenth now. *tear* "Long time, no see!' Robin said happily as they came up the hallway to me.

"Robin, we went to the mall a few days ago."

"Yeah- it's been forever!"

Imbeciles. JK I love them!

"What do you have first?" I asked them. "I have English with Mrs. Bremer." I say, glancing at my schedule.

"Crap. We both have Social Studies with Mrs. Goodwin " Evelyn says, frowning.

"Well that sucks. They split us."

"Yeah..."

I look behind Robin and spot a really familiar mop of tousled brown hair. I restrain myself from jumping up and down. I look at my watch, pretending to be in a hurry.

"I'll catch you guys later."

"Later, Chass." They wave as I bolt down the hallway.

"LOUIS!' I scream as I jump onto my best friend. I wait for a 'Chassy-Bear' in reply- but instead, I hear nothing... I look up at him. He takes off the aviators he was wearing and his usually happy, blue eyes only hold uninterest. Where's the playful glint? Is he doing this on purpose? OMG DID I JUMP ONTO THE WRONG GUY? No.. Same facial features...

"Erm.. Who are you?" A deep-voiced sentence comes from his mouth. Wow, he sounds so mature.

"Quit joking, Lou." I stifle n uneasy chuckle. "Chassidee? Chassy? We've known each other since third grade?" I raise an eyebrow.

He pretends to look like he's thinking; tapping his chin. "Uh, sorry. Nope."

GOD THAT HURT. DAMMIT, HE GOT MEAN.

"You still remember me, right, Louis?" I wait for him to say, 'I'm just kidding! Of course, I remember you, Chass!' But he just raises an eyebrow like he's supposed to remember me.

"I'm sorry.. I.. Don't. Maybe you've got the wrong guy." He backs up hands in the air, preparing to walk away. Then another girl comes up behind him, moving her hands around his chest. I can't see her face.. Her hair's covering it.

UM EWE. PDA! SOMEONE NEEDS TO BE SLAPPED. Who is this bitch anyway?

A smirk forms on Louis' lips.

"Hey, babe." the blonde whispers in his ear.

"Hey.." He replies, turning and kisses her. HE KNOWS HER?! She flips her hair. Ugh.

Their little greeting kiss turns into a full-on make-out sesh. I NEED TO BARF.

WAIT IT'S QUINN. QUINN ANDERSON. She's a popular. OMFG I absolutely hate her! Well, for one reason- she hates me. And two- she is just disgusting. Stereo-typical pop: she has all the guys under her pretty little manicured finger. I can't believe she's targeting Lou!

She breaks away. Her aqua eyes turn on me. "Why are you talking to this loner?" She asks loudly, clearly disgusted.

"I really don't know, babe.."

Well, there goes my best friend.