Just The Girl

Chapter One

~Chapter One~

I hated lunch break.

Never have I ever met someone who despised lunch break as much as I did. Everyone loved it. It was almost as if it's the subject favored by most students, even though it wasn't really a subject.

Well, my hatred for it seemed unreasonable to some, but I had my reasons. My reasons might be wrong, stupid, or just plain ridiculous, but they were still my reasons.

And one of those reasons was the fact that my dad usually called me.

"But Dad," I said as I held my phone to my ear, but I paused a bit when I realized I sounded like a spoiled rich kid. Sure, I was rich, but I didn't want to come off as spoiled. "I can't go to one of your company parties."

"Why not?" My dad said, and he actually sounded a bit amused.

It's not that I hated parties. I was pretty much okay with the other kinds of parties--parties that were casual and typical of high school students. Unfortunately, the events my dad tried to make me go to were far from being casual.

Walking down the hallway, I tried to think of a good excuse, but I knew he wouldn't buy any of them.

"Because."

I knew I was slowly but surely losing the battle. Come to think of it, I always lost when it came to arguments.

"Sweetie, it's just one party. It won't hurt you."

Sighing, I entered the cafeteria, and everyone looked at me. I gave them a glare. I hated people staring at me.

I racked my brain to think of a way to get out of wasting my night and finally said, "How about Liam?

I bit my lip as I waited for his reply and sat down on my usual seat. Liam was my older brother, although he was a bit childish for his age.

"He's coming, but I want you to come, too," he says with a tone that doesn't sound amused anymore. I was being stubborn. "Do you understand, young lady?"

"But--" I started to say but thought better than to continue. Sighing again, I said, "Yes, Dad."

My father hanged up, and the girl beside me raised a perfect eyebrow. "What was that about?

"I have to go to this company event tonight," I said as I glared at the phone in my hand.

Lana just shrugged. "That's better than locking yourself in your room and complaining about the lack of drama in your life."

"I do not complain about the lack of drama in my life." It was true, though. I did lock myself inside my room at night, since I only went out if Lana forced me to. I didn't mind her choice of parties, though.

Smiling mischievously, she sipped her drink before saying, "Oh, right. I forgot you're the drama."

I couldn't argue with that. I was a bit dramatic. Hey, that was what joining the drama club did to me.

"We're leaving." Lana stood up. "I need a dress for that party tonight."

I stayed on my seat. Even though she said she was the one who needed a dress, I was pretty much sure that she would end up convincing me to buy one. "You just bought five dresses a day ago."

She loved to go shopping, but I didn't blame her. She could buy everything inside the mall, anyway. But then again, I had enough money to do that too.

"That doesn't matter." She dismissed my comment with a wave of her hand.

"I'm not going with you. We still have classes, and I don't want to miss any lesson."

She just raised an eyebrow. She knew me too well, and I wasn't exactly someone who loved school. In fact, I had average grades, and I hated studying. I only studied if I was sure I would fail if I didn't.