Chapter One.

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"Chloe! Hurry up and get your ass down here right now!" I roll my eyes at myself in the mirror because this happens most mornings in the weekdays. My bestfriend Charlotte walks into my house shouting for me to hurry up because she has given up waiting in her car.

"Chill out! I'll be down in a second Char!" I call out to her, looking at my bedroom door even through I know she's not there. Looking back at the mirror I quickly finish off my make up which consists of one layer of mascara, tiny bit of blush because my face always looks pale and a light pink lip gloss. I take a few steps back from the mirror to get a full look at myself. Im not the prettiest girl but this will just have to do.

Quickly grabbing my backpack from my desk chair, I open my door and run downstairs. "I'm here! I'm ready!" Once I get to the last three steps I jump down them and look up at Charlotte with a great, big, huge grin on my face.

"Awesome. Let's roll." I take in what Charlotte is wearing and instantly my eyebrows shoot up my forehead almost reaching my hair line. She's pretty much wearing nothing. Ripped jean shorts that just about hold her ass in place, and only just covers her thighs. A white cami shirt which is extremely tight and I have a feeling its a children's size. Well, at least shes wearing sensible shoes, white pump like shoes, thats a plus. But all in all it pretty much screams 'desperate'. Im a simple girl, I like keeping my clothes simple. Today I decided to wear my dark blue skinny jeans, a light baby blue tank top and over the top im wearing an open white unbuttoned shirt. Then my favourite shoes I own which are my black converses. Like I said, simple.

Shaking my head slowly I follow her out towards her black Audi which her parents just brought her last month. "Charlotte, what's with the clothes?" Opening the door to her car I slide myself in and strap myself.

Once Charlotte gets into the car she looks at my and scoffs. "Oh please Chloe! Let's not argue about my clothes again. We do this most mornings. I've stopped trying to dress you as long as you stop commenting negatively on my choice of clothes." She quickly runs her eyes up and down looking at my own choice of clothing. "And dont tell me you dont actually see how hot you are. Those jeans hug your ass and curves and you know it." Strapping herself in she starts the car and we are off the drive on our way to school.

"Alright Alright. Let's not argue, it's Friday, we're both tired from our exams but we're both ready to party tonight!" I grin at her.

Charlotte squeals in delight. "PARTY! Oh Chloe I'm so glad you changed your mind and decided to come. You're gonna have a great time I know it!"

I'd say anything to stay away from "the talk" with Charlotte. When I mean "the talk" not the birds and bees kinda talk, I mean the one that Charlotte loves to give me everytime we discuss the way I feel about myself. I'm not the most attractive girl you would meet. I have a small build, skinny arms, a few freckles on my face, small lips, my nose is sorta pointy, my hair is a muddy brown sort of colour but the only thing I really like about myself are my big light blue eyes with my long black eyelashes.

"Yeah, well I know what's gonna happen at this party with YOU Char. You'll pass out again, and i'll be the one to look after you." I roll my eyes.

"Babe, that was one time and I promised it wont happen again, so far i've kept to that promise!" She starts slowing down because we are just getting into the schools cramped parking lot.

"Thats because the last party we went to, that's when you promised!" I chuckle to myself. Once she finally parks, I grab my bag and jump outta the car. Putting my bag on my shoulder I start looking around for him.

Charlotte climbs out the car and gives me the evils. "Well I'm sorry." slamming her car door shut. "I'm not as perfect as you."

Laughing. "Oh Char. I am far from perfect." My voice starts to fade once I spot him. There. He's right over there next to my locker with his friends. I've had a crush on him ever since I meet him three years ago. He is the hottest, most popular person in the school. Everyone knows him and every girl wants him. Which means... he is way out of my league.

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