Lost Somewhere In-Between

Prologue: The In-Between Girl

It seems impossible that one person could come into your life and change you so much. They don't even try sometimes, but they shine light in a dark place, or they open your eyes to new possibilities.

I thought the idea was ridiculous and cliché too, but that was before I met Kyle Stewart.

Before I met Kyle Stewart, I described myself as an in-between girl.

If that choice of adjective confuses you, I'll explain further. In-between means a state or position that is in the middle between two other things. Being an In-Between girl means that I was always in a middle position.

I thought I was in the middle of pretty and ugly, funny and dull, tall and short, tan and pale, nerdy and plain smart, popular and not, I was the middle child and so many more things that I don't even want to list. I thought that because of this, I had no identity. I thought that I was a nobody because I had no qualities that defined who I was.

I want to blame my low self-esteem back then on Joshua Stephens, the original golden boy of Monroe Academy. His golden blonde hair and tan skin matched his golden boy personality, and he never stopped smiling except when he looked at me. He was always voted "most likely to become class valedictorian", every teacher's pet, liked by everyone, my best friend's boyfriend, and my number on enemy. I hated Joshua Stephens, but he hated me pretty much from the moment we met each other in kindergarten . Our complete hate relationship was hard to explain without making us both sound shallow, so I'll let it describe itself with time.

My best friend Valerie Johnson, as I mentioned earlier, was completely in love with him. They had been a couple since the very end of middle school, and I hated every moment of it. I loved that my best friend was happy and in love, but I wished that it would be with anyone else but him. We had lunch together the entire freshman and sophomore year, and I had to watch as my best friend giggled at something stupid that the idiot said. She tried everything in her power freshman year to make us friends, but it never worked out, and by the end of the year, I think she accepted that.

See, Valerie was gorgeous, athletic, kind, and a genius. She was tan, her perfectly curled brown hair rested on her strong shoulders, and her brown eyes captivated pretty much every guy at our school. She was the type that was drop-dead gorgeous, and she had no idea. She was definitely the smartest girl in our class, but her world skills were lacking quite a lot. To everyone except me, it made sense for her to date the smartest boy who happened to be the quarterback of our football team. I just wanted it to be some other boy.

My other amazing best friend was Anastasia Conley, who everyone calls Anna. She was bubbly, kind, optimistic, and hilarious. She also happened to be gorgeous, but in a completely different way from Valerie. She had pale skin, but her curly blonde hair framed her face perfectly. She smiled all of the time, and literally never frowned. Her bright eyes were icy blue that reminded me of the ocean.

Anna was the biggest music nerd in our school. She was a singer, she played numerous instruments, and she knew pretty much everything important about the topic. She didn't date because she wasn't allowed to by her parents, but that didn't stop her from sharing her crush with us every once in a while.

My two best friends were gorgeous, and then there was me. My hair that was the shade right in the middle between blonde and brunette was always wavy. I couldn't get it to stay straight or curly. My eyes were green, but they had a mix of blue in them that most people never noticed. My black, thick rimmed glasses made me look like a nerd when really, I didn't care that much about school. I care that I'm successful, but I don't obsess over it like Joshua or Valerie.

Now, the question that I've never been able to wrap my brain around, why are these two gorgeous girls best friends with a girl like me?

If you remember me describing them both as kind, that would be the only answer I could come up with. After an incident in seventh grade caused by none other than Joshua and my two old best friends Stacy Whitney and Jennifer Smith, they were the ones to clear up the confusion at school. They also stuck by my side afterwards, and we all became practically sisters. The situation wouldn't bother me anymore if Zack Stone wouldn't have been there watching me the entire time. It had to have been the most embarrassing moment of my entire life.

Zack Stone. How do I even begin to describe him? His dark brown hair that looked black to anyone that didn't look close enough matched his tan skin perfectly. His brown eyes that used to shine are now sad and broken. His smile, the most rare expression to be on his face, was blindingly perfect, and I am one of the few people to have actually seen it. He's Monroe Academy's bad boy, even though I would hardly call him that. To everyone that didn't go to Junior Monroe Academy, he was mysterious, scary, and a rebel. To me and the others that grew up with him, he was a boy that was hurt too many times, so he gave up on us all. I wish with all my heart that I could take away his hurt because looking at him sitting alone at lunch instead of next to me like he used to be kills me everyday.  

Even after we broke Zack Stone in fifth grade, I was never able to get rid of my crush on him. He was my closest friend before the incident, and I still feel like him braking away from us was my fault. Joshua, Stacy, and Jennifer still tease me about my obvious crush on him, and I think that's one thing at Monroe Academy that will never change.

I occasionally catch things that make me feel at little less crazy about my crush on him. Such as him glancing over at me, or him glaring at Joshua. Plus, he's adorable even with his new bad boy persona. I was way too obsessed with him.

This was the Cameron White before junior year when everything changed, and the life I knew was lost somewhere in-between.

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Author's Note
I'm really excited to post the prologue of my book that I've been working on for a while. I would appreciate it greatly if you guys commented or voted because this is my first book, and I would love to know what you all think! Thanks everyone!

-The Bookie Monster