Chapter 4
I locked myself on my room and cried into a pillow.
I decide to text Ciara, should I tell her everything?
Before I decide to send the message she calls me.
I wait a second to collect myself, then answer on the 2nd ring.
"Hey," I say, trying to hide I had been crying.
"Hey, just wanted to check on you. You ready for the party tonight?"
Oh yeah. I almost forgot, the party everyone was talking about.
My friends and I had been planning on going for weeks now, we had our dresses picked out and everything.
"Of course!" I say, acting like I'm excited. The popular kids would be there, including James.
The thought of seeing him made me shiver.
Party's weren't even my thing, the only reason I was going to go was because my friends talked me into it.
"Great!" She squealed into the phone, "we will pick you up at like 7 ish?"
"Ok," I said and she hung up.
I collapse onto my bed and sigh.
I can't argue about it now.
I check the time on my phone, it's already 6:30.
I was planning on taking another shower, but I don't have time.
I put on deodorant and slip on my strapless dress that Ciara had picked out for me.
I rumble through my makeup bag and put on a little eyeliner, mascara and eye shadow.
Once that I done I put on a little blush and lipgloss.
I brush my hair quickly as I hear my mom yell my name that Ciara is here.
I admire myself in the mirror. I look different. I look... Better. And I don't give a shit about James at all.
With my confidence I grab my purse and phone and jog down the stairs to hug my mom. I repeat the words in my head, 'I don't care about him, I don't care'
"Have fun sweetie, Dad won't be home tonight because of a conference" she weakly smiles. She looks exhausted.
"Again?"
"Yeah, he'll be gone for a week, he told me to let you know he loves you."
A honk interrupts us from outside.
"Well, I think that's your queue. Love you, honey," she brushes a hair behind my ear and smiles.
I hug her tightly and nod as open the front door to leave.
"But not too much fun!" She adds before I close it and I laugh.
"I know, mom!" I say and shut the door.
'I don't care, I don't care, I don't care,'
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Ficção AdolescenteJulia is just a normal teenage girl until her life is switched around when she meets James Yates, one of the most popular kids in school. Friendships will be lost, hearts will be broken and drama will emerge... Can Julia take the heat?