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I walked into the halls of Biltmore High wearing highwaisted shorts and a crop top, my clevage showing more than it should but whatever. Eyes were laid on me but i was used to it. I was popular and considered "hot". But maybe that was only because people thought i slept with every guy i wanted to. The perks of being the school's slut! *note my sarcasm* I smiled and winked at a couple of guys, something i do quite often. Once i'm at school i'm someone new, i'm not the sweet Brooke from home or work, i'm "Badass Brooke" ok maybe i'm getting full of myself but that's the kind of person i have to be.

"Hey loves" I said as i walked to my group of "friends". They replied with "hi" and "hello". These girls were the typical popular girls. Skinny, Cheerleaders, Straight blonde hair, face caked with makeup, annoying laugh etc. Not that i was any different but deep inside i knew i was not like them..

"There's a party this weekend, Are you coming? It's at Michael's house" Alice said in a stupid voice. She was only talking in a high pitched voice because the football team was near us and wanted to get their attention.

"Yeah im going"  If there's a party i have to go, i know Ashton said i wasn't allowed but i could always sneak out. Besides the party isn't until the weekend, its Monday, he'll be over it by then. "See you girls at cheer practice" i waved them goodbye and walked to class.

I know what you're thinking... You're that girl? Yes, i am that girl. Cheerleader, popular, slutty, and gets whatever she wants. Hate me all you want, heck i'd hate me too. Being me gets tiring, i dont want to be who i am but it gets fun at times, usually all the time, but i'd like to go back to who i was before all of this. I wasn't a total nerd or anything, i was kind of just there. I had friends and enjoyed staying home with mum and dad, Ashton and i got along better and he had even began teaching me how to play drums like him. Things were so different back then.

My thoughts were cut off when someone bumped into me.

"Whatch where you're going!" I snapped as i bent down to pick up my folder.

"Sor- Oh hi Brooke, sorry about that love!" 

I looked up to find Luke starring down at me with a smile. 

"Hi" I mummbled annoyed. 

"Where are you headed to?"

"To class, now get out of my way will you" Luke was getting on my nerves. I really have no time to speak to him right now. Why is he even talking to me?!

"Well how about i walk you to class?"

"I think i can manage on my own"  I replied

"Oh c'mon babe, is this any way to talk to your mate?"

"Luke we work together, we are not friends, nor will we be. Now move aside and let me get to class"

"Fine. I still think you look better without makeup on. See you later beautiful" He patted my head and walked the other direction.

WTF! Did he really just bring up the whole makeup thing! Infront of everyone around us! and he PATTED my head! Who does that!? What are people going to think? Ugh! I can't wait to hear the rumors that will be spreading. I'm not embarrassed to be around Luke, he's good looking and all but he's just not the type of guy i'm usually seen with. Wait... did he call me beautiful?

I walked into Spanish class and sat next to Cassandra, i call her Cassie though. Cassie is the only girl other than Miranda who i actually like. She's in the cheer squad as well but she isn't fake like the others. Cassie is nice and sweet, i dont know how she can stand any of us. She knows the real me though. She was there for me when my parents died and went through this whole slut faze with me. She's my only true friend.

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