Chapter 2

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In the morning I woke with my head pounding.  No, I didn't drink, my Mom would have probably wanted that anyway.  I was up late last night thinking about Angelica's post.  I'm gonna get bullied, HARD.

Yes Avery is popular, and Theresa is with her crew of men.  My friends however, are most likely to make fun of you.  I don't even know how I consider them as friends.  Once, a few years ago, I was crying because my boyfriend broke up with me.  When I told my "friends" about it, they said,"Hahahahaha!  He didn't really like you!"

I didn't talk to them for two weeks.  Some friends they are.  Just imagine how they will react when I talk to them or they see Angelica's post!  They will laugh at me and call me a whore.  If they do I will say our "friendship" will be done.  At least I hope I'm man enough to.

I climbed out of bed and walked into my closet.  Yes, it's a walk in.  I chose my outfit then went into the bathroom to take a shower.  When I finished, I got changed.

I know that may seem like a lot for just going to school, but what other choice do I have?  My parents are rich because

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I know that may seem like a lot for just going to school, but what other choice do I have?  My parents are rich because... you know, and they think they should spend their money and fancy/sexy things because they think if you just buy sloppy tee shirts you are wasting money.  My Mom takes me, Avery, and Theresa to five different malls every other weekend so we never run out of clothes. 

Anyway, when I finished getting ready, I walked down three flights of stairs to get to the kitchen.  We have a big house but no elevator?  Seriously?  When I got to the kitchen my Mom and Dad were in the kitchen eating their protein bars.  My parents are strange people and don't do some of the things normal humans do so we only eat two protein bars for breakfast, and for lunch we only eat a Fiber One bar.

"Hey Aryle!  Your normally the last one up!  Something wrong?" My Mom asked concerned.  "Angelica posted a picture of me at the club yesterday on Instagram." I spoke to her sitting at the table.  "Oh that's wonderful!  You're getting publicity!" Mom cheered and Dad nodded.  They looked happy that I was getting recognized for pole dancing.  Disappointing.

I sighed to myself knowing I won't get any help from them.  It came to my curiosity to know what time it was.  Looking at the nearest clock, it read 5:30 a.m.  I'm way too early!  Oh well, I'm up now.

I walked out into the main hallway and sat down in the fluffy black chair.  I grabbed the T.V. remote on the night stand and switched on the news.  "And now for our most viewed story on the Internet, Channel 5 NEWS weather reporter Coacoa Sullivan.  Over to you Coacoa." A news reporter called out to the camera. "Good morning Daniel and good morning to you California!  As you can see, in the main parts of California we will have a very hot day today.  Right now it is 94 degrees.  The highest it will get today is 104 degrees, and the lowest is 89 degrees.  Make sure you were your summer clothes if you live in that area!"

I turned off the T.V. and sighed.  I stood up off the couch and looked down at my outfit.  I might get hot in this, I thought, but at least it's something I won't sweat to death in.  I got pulled out of my thoughts as I heard sobs coming from up the stairs.  I slowly crept up the steps and as I got closer to the first floor, the cries got louder and louder.

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