Contrary to Finn's belief...Y/N wasn't doing well at all... She was worse than him... But she was different...it wasn't that she couldn't focus... She was rebelling. A rebel without a cause. She went back home, after shooting IT, and when she got home, she started to go back to her roots. She stopped caring about other people. In the course of 3 months, she was a completely different person. Her whole demeanor had changed. She started to dress differently...talk differently...all together, she was different. She started drinking and smoking...partying...trespassing... She all around, stopped caring. She liked who she had become... Her parents didn't care for her...gave her all the more reason to act the way she did... Some people thought she wanted attention... It was the complete opposite...although, when you were famous like she was, there was no way you could stop the attention...she did for herself. She had forgot who she was... She couldn't remember what she used to be like...and from what she could remember...she hated it
She was numb To everything She couldn't feel a thing Nor did she want to She liked not feeling anything...it meant no regrets...no guilt The only thing she ever felt was a burning sensation in her chest... She got it every time she thought of Finn... She thought of Finn quite often. Fond memories, of course... She tried to shake them off. It wasn't that she didn't want to remember Finn...it was just that she didn't want feelings that she used to have, interfering with who she was now. She still felt something towards the boy. She didn't know how to describe it. *** She woke up one morning—or, rather afternoon, and got ready;
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She walked out of her room, and went downstairs. Her parents were never home, so she quickly grabbed an apple and headed out. She took out a cigarette and a lighter. She quickly lit her cigarette, then put the lighter back in her pocket. She walked down the road, looking around the town that she grew up in... She took a couple turns, here and there, then finally reached her destination.
"Hey! Look who finally decided to show up!" A boy that went by the name of Asher, called out to the group of teenagers, that were all sitting around a big lake. Y/N smiled and flipped him off, as she got closer to the group. "What took you so long?" A girl named Brooke asked. Y/N shrugged, "Slept in" "So you leave to go shoot some blockbuster movie, and now you act like you don't know anyone" Another boy named Caleb, called out. Y/N laughed at this. Y/N sat down with group of her old friends. "Heard there's a party tonight" Asher said. "Where?" Another girl named Camryn asked. "Hailee's house" Asher answered. "She's still alive?" Y/N asked, with a laugh. Everyone else laughed, too. "I thought she would have been dead by now" Y/N added. "Yeah, a lot of people though the same about you" Caleb joked. Y/N laughed, then flipped him off. "Whatever happened to little-miss-goodie-two-shoes, with you?" Brooke asked, looking at Y/N. "Goodie-two-shoes, with her? No way" Asher shook his head. "While she was shooting that movie, she was a goodie-two-shoes" Camryn smirked. Y/N chuckled, "I had to be...for the public eye" "Since when have you cared about 'the public eye'?" Brooke asked, astonished. "Good point" Y/N nodded. "Anyway...you wanna go?" Caleb asked. Everyone agreed. *** Night rolled around...the stars and moon came out...parents started to get drunk, as kids went to sleep. Y/N and her group of friends started to leave her house...making there way to Hailee's house.
When they got there, the house was already packed with people. They were all people Y/N used to go to school with. It didn't really matter what type of people were there...she wanted to have a good time. She lit up another cig, and started to drink... That's how she usually was at party's. "Has anyone beat my high score yet?" She asked Asher. "Nope" Asher smirked. "Do you think you could beat your own score?" Caleb asked. "Probably" Y/N shrugged. "HEY EVERYBODY!" Asher called out. Everyone turned to him. "Y/N L/N IS GOING TO ATTEMPT TO BEAT HER OWN HIGH SCORE ON THE KEG" Asher called. Everyone cheered. Everyone backed away from the keg, but still surrounding it. Y/N started to chug beer, straight from the tube. "58!" "59!" "60!" That's when Y/N let go of the tub. Everyone cheered. She had beaten her own high score. It had originally been 50. "YOU SAW IT HERE, FOLKS! Y/N L/N HAS BEATEN HER OWN HIGH SCORE" Brooke announced.
Y/N wasn't a light drinker, so drinking out of the keg didn't faze her at all. She was dancing on a table top with Brooke and Camryn, having the time of her life. It had been so long since she had actually been able to be herself. In the public eye, she wasn't able to be the partier she was...she wasn't able to be the alcoholic she was...she wasn't able to be the smoker she was... But in her home town...she was able to be all those things...because, that's how everyone else was... Her mind was let free She could be who she was Who she wanted to be As she was dancing on the table top, hang out with her friends...having the time of her life, she looked at the crowd that had been gathered around the table top, dancing, laughing, drinking, smoking...and as she looked around, her eyes landed on a boy that she hadn't seen in 3 months...a certain black, curly hair boy, and when she saw him, they automatically made eye contact, and in that moment, they both stopped.
