Lost for words

Prologue

"I've never given much thought to how I'd die, but dying in the place of someone I love... Seems like a good way to go." I listened to Kristen Stewert read the beginning of Twilight out as a deer galloped across the screen.

I remember that day, it was my first date with Mathew Cleaveland, high school bad boy... Absolutely beautiful, I was the luckiest girl alive to be going on a date with him, and I must admit... It was pretty darn perfect for a first date, but of course him being the bad boy... The next day at school he made a scene about it. Memorable first dates, they're not always the best!

He grabbed my wrist and spat in my face "You little slut! Having sex with me to go back to Jeremy and have sex with him too. I should have known!" Now as you can imagine, the whole school was crowding around us, I was completely mortified, what was he talking about? We never had sex! I just stared at him as he spat malicious words into my face, his friends laughing and that's when it happened... Now, Kristen Stewerts words from Twilight played on and on in my head through the whole scenario... I slapped him once and he dragged me to the ground, you could say I saw stars... But I'm afraid that would be an over exaggeration, I just saw his fist hitting my face once and another hand catching his fist the second time and sending him flying off me. Edward moment or what? Well go for or what... Because Jake Luis was my saviour and he was gay... Mathew Cleaveland was expelled, everybody hated me for getting the hottest boy alive expelled, I became best friends with my saviour, and life went on...

That was 4 years ago, I'm 18 now and Jake Luis my faithful and loyal best friend since the day is happily in a relationship with Cameron Dunce. And me... I'm still alone, hated and very much lost. Lost for words I suppose you should say, because since the day I was punched in school and turned on by everyone but Jake, I haven't spoken one word. Call me over the top or a drama queen, but what Mathew did to me made me so insecure and any little thing about me became so unattractive it was best to just not show it... Baggy clothes, eating disorders, mental disorders, scars, make up, no voice... Of course my first date was my last, until now.