Alison Lawrence didn't know what having a tough life meant and had everything handed to her on a golden plate. Her life was immaculate with the perfect and caring boyfriend in it and a reign that mattered the world to her, both things she never want...
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After my conversation with Scott last night, I was already feeling a little lighter, still heartbroken but I saw a new hope being formed. At least, he didn't want to be my enemy so it was a step in the right direction.
I missed him, a lot and that was the only part that it was still holding me back from moving. I would leave Scott, my best friend, and boyfriend for over 5 years. I would also miss Tristan, my new and charming friend, and Madison who stood by my side no matter what. Caroline would be the only one that I would be grateful for not having near me for now.
Maybe, we will be friends again. I thought as I stood in front of the mirror after my morning bath. I will be a fool if I do that? Probably, but it's not easy to end a friendship since childhood.
I was thinking about everything that had happened in the last few days.
I looked at myself and almost didn't recognize the girl that was looking directly at me. In the appearance, I was still the same. Green-blue eyes, caramel brown hair. But inside, I felt like something had changed.
After Caroline's party, I wasn't the popular girl anymore. I didn't need to do everything right. I could choose my outfit without thinking if it was good enough for everyone else.
I missed the attention, being friends with everyone, and the power that I had to change anything. But I was glad that, at least for two days, I got to be an average girl.
I didn't need to fake a smile.
I didn't need to hide my tears from the whole school except for Caroline and Scott.
I was feeling lighter and even with everybody judging me, I would make my last days at Trinity High School worth it.
I decided I would get my perfect life back with Scott, a loyal best friend, and my reputation next year. But I wouldn't let my crown take over me, I hoped to be a better person by there.
That was a lot of progress to make in a year but I would do it.
"We need to talk, Ali!" My mom called me, interrupting my thoughts and I lost no time in getting ready.
I changed to the outfit that I had chosen last night. A cream lace top with light ripped jeans and white strap heeled sandals. I put some mascara, eyeliner, and nude lipstick on. I straightened my hair with my flat iron and I was ready to face high school.
"Going!" I yelled back as I got my backpack and cell phone from my white dresser.
Halfway downstairs, I heard my mom talking to someone, the muffled voices coming from the kitchen's balcony. As I got closer to them, without letting my presence be noticed, I finally managed to figure out who was next to her.
