Letting go

Chapter 1

I sat down at a picnic table just outside the cafeteria. It wasn't just any table though. It was the table were my friends (or clique?) and I  always sat. Others called it the popular kids table or were all the some bodies sat. You had to meet a certain standard and social status to sit at it. I had never noticed how hurt the kids who 'weren't cool enough' to sit here. It seemed cruel mean, and well sort of juvenile now. "Hey McKenna  !" chirped two very familiar voices. They belonged to my two very best friends Carly and Miranda, they plunked down on the bench. I slid a skim latte in front of Miranda and a Chia tea latte in front of Carly. "Aw thanks your such a doll!" Miranda said, sweetly, (a little to sweetly for my taste). "I love your shirt Mckenna !" Carly said to me. "It's so chic, like something Lindsay Lohan would wear!" Miranda scrunched her nose in disgust. "Ew no way, she dresses like a tramp!" Miranda said (and I kinda of agreed).

"Whatever" Carly pouted as she plopped down across from me, placing her oversized, lilac, Coach purse beside her. "But your hair look fab, did u do something different with it?" Miranda said with a smile. Something was up with these two, they weren't the kind of girls that just sat there, complementing because you were friends, they were brutally honest. That is about what they liked or didn't like, not so much with the honesty for other things though. "Alright what is up with you two?" I said, raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow. "Well..." they both started. I could tell this was going to be a huge favor. "Your parents our away visiting your aunt in Arizona right?" Miranda starts twirling a lock of ruler straight reddish blond hair around her finger. I nod, mutely taking a sip of my cotton candy frappacino from Starbucks. "And Paisley is on the school's trip to Paris right?" Carly states. "So you have the house to yourself for the week right?" Miranda says, twisting her diamond studs. I let out a sound of frustration. "Why are you two stating information we already know is true!" I ask them. They each share a look, a gleam of mischief shone in their eyes, as bright as the afternoon sun above them. I waited to hear of the scandal we would soon pull. I guess you could say that the three of us liked trouble, as long as we didn't get caught, which we never have. In our younger most innocent years we never did that much. But it all started in grade 7. We started first with spreading rumors, or sending fake love notes. We were the most popular girls at school and could control everyone around us. But it wasn't enough. We started with the 7 eleven shop-lifting candy bars and chips. We now had progressed to high end stores like Gucci or Tiffany. It wasn't like we didn't have the money, our families were rich! We needed more. We are always searching for a new high in drugs, intimacy or social status. We have everything and more. But still feel like we have nothing. We feel empty. What was next. "Party? At your house?" Carly said, breaking my thoughts. "No supervision, awesome music, and drama." Miranda chirped excitedly. "You like?" Carly said straightening her orange J-crew boat neck tee. "I guess..." I said half-heartedly. "Great!" Miranda squealed, taking out her spanking new i-phone, I knew everyone would know about the party at McKenna Bradley's house before lunch ended. I knew everyone would come because I was looked at as the girl who had it all.

But I felt empty.

All I had was nothing.

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