Good Girl No More (Book2: Beauty Series)(Done)

The Past Is Better Off There

Picture of Lilliana on the side :)

-Flashback to three years ago-

._. Lilliana ._.

“Lilly Pad at least listen to me,” Lexandro pleaded running after me stubbornly before I stopped at my porch.

“Stay the fuck away from me,” my voice growled darkly, “I just asked you to-“I couldn’t bring myself to say it, he was a disgrace to mankind.

“Lilly Pad its not-“

“Shut up!” I screeched, “I knew it. You know my friends told me but I just never listened. Your such a sweet talker ain’t cha Lex? Huh? I can’t stand to see you right now you stay away from me, and if you come near me I swear you won’t be able to have children.”

I stormed down the street through the blazing sun to my best friend Alejandro’s house.

Insistently, I rang the door bell, finally he opened the door frowning at the heat in my eyes, “Lilly Corazon what is wrong?”

I plastered on a smile, “Nothing mi hermano, I just need to borrow your truck, I need to go to the store.”

He looked at me oddly with those assessing blue green eyes before digging into his jeans and fetching the keys and tossing them to me, “Drive careful ninita I feel a storm coming.”

I nodded and waved good bye before climbing into his old beat up Chevy that he no longer used due to his new bike.

In the rearview mirror I noticed Laura trying to wave me down, but I ignored her and sped off, hands clenching the wheel.

-Present-

I smiled at my reflection with pride. Gone was the hoodie. Gone were those big young purple eyes. I had hidden for too long. The old Lilliana was coming back, and she was coming back to set things right. To show the ones that hurt me they couldn't keep me down any longer. It was if I was reborn into my old self.

Zee woke from her top bunk bed and peered down at me, “Wow Lillz. I don’t think I’ve seen you this fierce! I dig it!”

The white mascara lined my eyelashes and the purple blouse showed my hidden curves along with just the right amount of cleavage, the black skinny jeans made my purple flats stand out of my porcelain skin.

“So what made you decide to toss of the hoodie and throw on some sass,” Zee giggled climbing down to prepare for school as well. Being a morning person she always woke uop in a good mood, positive in some ways but her chipper attitude wasn't really a good thing this odd morning.

“A song,” as silly as the answer was it was true. When Zee moved in she introduced me to the band Fall Out Boy. And I realized two very important things, one Pete Wentz was Zee’s celebrity crush or perhaps obsession is a better word, and two their song ‘I Don’t Care’ and 'Thanks for The Memories' was inspirational to me…

Remembering it made me smile, “Fall Out Boy.”

Her smile almost blinded me, “I knew my hubby Pete Wentz would do you good.”

I laughed, “I thought Spencer was your hubby not a bassist for a boy band.”

She seemed to ponder on my statement, “Well Spence doesn’t have to know,” she laughed.

The girl seemed to radiate happiness ever since Spencer had been taking her out. See before this year Lolzia a.k.a Zee, had been living with an abusive father who I’m happy to say is rotting in the state prison, found by yours truly. She was taken in by my mother and I, happily. Not too much later the boy she fancies, one of our best friends, Spencer, asked her out and they are currently the new ‘thing’ now.