Someone Like Me

Chapter Nineteen: Peaches Is Mad And Upset And Here I Am Enjoying It...

Why was I so giddy and happy about this? With all this attention that I was getting but no one knows who I am so I don't have to worry about people trying to find me. They probably think that the Huntress is someone famous already.

There was a scream from across the hallway.

I got up to check on Peaches at least. I didn't open the door though until I got the stupid smirk off my face. Peaches was screaming into the pillow while the TV was paused on some talk show. Peaches stopped the scream once she realized that I was in her room.

"Why are you killing your voice?"

"I'm going to kill her!" She pointed at the TV sobbing. "She ruined my life last night at the stupid Ball."

I acted dumb, "What do you mean?" This was probably the closes we would get to a conversation. Peaches loved to talk about her problems even if it was to me. She had a big thing for attention when she was upset or mad, then again she always wanted attention.

"Look what they're saying about me!" She un-paused the TV and re-winded it. There were three ladies sitting at a couch and on the huge projector behind them there were two photos. One of Peaches on the red carpet and the other was of the boys and me posing for the cameras.

"—so what if the spotlight was taken away from Peaches. Someone else deserves it for a little bit also. The mystery girl, Dalton, and Charlie defiantly deserved it last night. I mean look at them. Also the fact that the girl and Dalton were holding hands. It needed to be shown!"

"Well I loved the dress, it's absolutely stunning on the girl. The color goes so well with her skin and look at her eyes. They're just the right color of dull baby blue where that the dress makes them pop! And who could forget the camo that dressed the three of them. They were totally something different last night. Jasmin Mountains did an amazing job on the outfits for them."

"What about the rumor of the fight between them?"

"Oh, I heard that the Huntress won that."

"Well Peaches does need to be knocked down a couple steps. Not everything can be about her and you can see that from last night. The mystery girl must be a model from somewhere. Because no one could ever pull off such a bold dress."

"Oh, no. My sources are telling me that she's just a common girl. From the way that Dalton and his mother protected her by not speaking of her name or even where she's from."

"But who could she be then?"

"That's what everyone is wondering—"

Peaches paused the TV and started to sob in the pillow again.

"Oh wow." I spoke shocked but on the inside I was so happy.

"They weren't even taking about me! No one is on every channel! They're all talking about that ugly stupid girl!" She started to cry again and then yelled at me to get out of her room. I quickly did and went back to my room. But I heard my mother talking downstairs and decided to listen in.

"What do you mean you can't bring this girl to trial?! She insulted my daughter and made her cry...Well then find out who she is! I want that girl in jail for what she has done to my daughter. She's ruining her reputation! I don't give a crap, figure it out!" She slammed the phone on the kitchen table.