Gorgeous Nightmare

My head says stop, my hand says GO.

I just laid there and stared at the ceiling, my body completely numb. Was time moving to fast, or was it cause everything looked like it was in slow motion? I looked over at Justine who was to busy talking to other people, i'm sure she forgot i was here. I got up and everything stared to spin, was my weed laced? i tried to hold my balance so i could make my way into the kitchen. I opened the fridge while everything still looked trippy and grabbed the lunch meat and started to stuff my face with it. I looked in the cabinet to see if there was any chips or something to just snack on, There in the cabinet laid a perfectly brand new yellow bag titled "LAYS" on it, i opened it up and went back to the room. I just laid there and i couldn't stop eating, i kept telling myself  "That's enough, Stop." but my hand wouldn't listen. I kept eating... I didn't know what was happening but before i knew it the whole bag was gone and i was passed out in Justine's bed. 

I later woke up and realized that i was really late getting home, 3 hours late. The thought of my mother yelling at me played in my head. I stared to walk home, with my pounding headache and my stomach starting to hurt from the whole bag of chips i had eaten earlier. I always liked how i felt when i was high, but never how i felt afterwards. I didn't wanna walk through the front door so i crept into the back yard and climbed into my window and of course i fell and make a huge noise, knocking over my trash can and pulling my alarm clock down from my desk, which made a huge banging noise. My mom ran in to see what it was, only to find her 3 hour late daughter to be on the floor covering her face in stupidity. "Good going Evelynn" is all i could think to myself as i felt the pissed off glare of my middle aged mother. "Evelynn Grace Caseman" i heard her blurt out. "Where the hell have you been all day? do you realized you're 3 hours late coming home? where were you?" she went on. And here comes the usual line "I was worried sick about you, do you even know how to use a phone?" parents, weren't they teenagers once too? "Mom, stop. I get it, we have this talk at least 3 times a week. I'm 17 why do you still need to worry about me, I'm almost an adult." My words kinda slurred, I'm not sure if i was completely over being high, or was the laced drug speaking. She walked up to me and started to smell me as i picked my sorry ass off the ground. "were you... Smoking pot, again" she hissed. She was the type of mom who had done every drug under the sun but when it came to her kid, she was a totally hypocrite. "It's no big deal, now i have school in the morning.. Please get out." i whined as i covered my face hoping she was done with her bitching. She just sighed and walked out, slamming the door behind her as i lowed myself into my bed and turned out the light.

 The next morning i got out of bed and dragged my feet to the bathroom where i got in the shower and then got ready for school. I threw on my favorite "A Day To Remember" shirt and a pair of light skinny jeans and my black Toms. Threw my hair up, slapped some make up on my face and got into my car. When i got to school Justine was waiting at my locker like every morning. I unlocked my locker while she told me of her night with kyle as i grabbed my bag out of my locker and we started to homeroom. "I fell climbing in my bedroom window, and my mom caught me. So she's all pissed off." I laughed. We walked down the hall and stopped out front of my homeroom. "I'll see you in second period, jay." i smiled giving her a hug before walking to my seat in homeroom.  i pulled out my phone to see a text from an unknown person. "You look gorgeous today, as usual. (:" i smiled and looked up to see Vic to be standing there, he took his place next to me. We weren't dating, but we were really good friends, and i kinda had a secret crush on him for the past year. 

"Did you get a new number? Your number didn't come up when you texted me." I questioned. "Yea, i had too, Haley won't leave me alone, she's practically stalking me. She is going around telling everyone that i asked her out... Bitch is crazy." He ran his fingers through his hair laughing. I just shook my head and laughed. Haley hooked up with Vic at some party he had along with 3 other guys that night, shes probably the easiest girl in school. They exchanged a few words through text and she assumes there dating, this only happened last week. But honestly, I'm not surprised she does this with every guy. Vic was honestly the most beautiful guy i have ever seen, he's in a band, and he's also on the soccor team. He has Perfect long brown hair that has a few strands that fall so gracefully in his face, the best brown eyes i've ever looked into, and his lips that are so full and luscious. To bad he would never think of being more than friends with me... We exchaged a few stories till the bell rang and we walked to first period together. His class room was acrossed the hall. He stopped out front of my class room and gave me a hug and said he would save me a seat a lunch, then we proceeded into our first period class. The day went by fast, and by time lunch came around, Vic did as he said and saved me a seat.

I took my place next to him at the table along with Justine next to me. "Hey cutie." Vic winked at me. I pushed him playfully and blushed. "shut up, your such a flirt." i laughed. He rested his hand on the back of my seat as he always did, and looked in my direction. "So, what are you doing today?" he said poping a tater tot in his mouth and awaiting my reply. I looked at Justine and she just noded and smiled, she knew i like him and even though we had plans, she knew i wanted this and she didn't really seem to mind. I turned my attention back to Vic, who was still putting tator tots in his mouth. "um, nothing did you wanna hang out or something?" i bit my lip hoping for a yes. "that's why i asked, im having a party and wanted to know if you wanted to go?" He smiled. "okay, yeah, i'll be there." I said, after awhile the bell rang and last period was always the best, my elective which was Art. I loved to draw and paint, i've done i since i was a little girl, and i had a passion for it. I sat at my table and listened to the instructions for todays project. "Today, you are to paint your deepest secret" said Mrs. Kimble. I immeditatly thought about Vic, for he was my deepest secret....