She's the Life of the Party

Prologue

I'm your typical teenager. I'm not popular, and I'm not the quiet one either. Just an average 17 year old, going into my senior year of high school. My summer nights mainly consist of social internet life and parties. Now, before you get your imaginations wild, I'm not that teenager who goes out to underage drink and do drugs, if that's what you're thinking. Let's just start with school.

School sucks in general. But, I would keep a good reputation to the teachers/staffs in school. The teachers adore me. I get straight A's and good citizenship. I'm one of those good students if you ask me.

But, the teachers don't knnow half of what I do.

"Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught." - 5 seconds of summer

This quote basically represents me, "Jackie Noelle Davis." But, I prefer to be called "Jay." At least that's what everyone calls me. I didn't choose the nickname, trust me. It was a guys name for crying out loud, but I don't really mind.

The group of friends I hang out with, are boring. They are the opposite of me. They're more quiet and nonsocialable. Me? I'm more outgoing, and socialable. Sometimes, I wonder myself, why I hang out with them. Maybe its because I've been friends with them since.. Well. Elementary School. I mean, who else am I going to hang out with. I'm known around school because of my so called, 'cool name.' Just because the nickname 'Jay' is named after a famous surfer. But, not just that, I'm also known as the hottest guy in school's little sister. Little sister my ass, by 5 minutes and 32 seconds.

My brother is annoying, and protective. You see, we were born on the same day. He just happens to be god damn attractive. Me? I'm probably below average or at most average. We are apparently, 'twins' according to the doctor. Bullshit. We look nothing alike. As much as I hate to admit it, he got all the looks. I look like a bloody freakshow clown from 1946. I have light brown hair, he as blonde. I have olive tan skin, he has white. The only thing we have in common is our blue eyes. But, he's blue eyes are brighter then mine. Oh, this brother of mine has a name, "Miles Lucas Davis."

Now, I know what you're wondering : 'Do you have a crush?' 'Do you have a boyfriend?' 'Does anyone like you?' 'Relationship status?'

The answer to all of that is, I don't have one, and I'm single. Out of the 3 years I've been in high school, I've remained single. Why? I choosed not to be in a relationship. It's basically like I've made a vow to myself not to fall in love. I mean, you get with someone, they broke your heart, you cry. Same thing in every single relationship. I've been single since, well, since I was born. Go ahead, think I'm a loner. I'm not ugly, I swear. At least, I hope I'm not. I've learned to control my hormones to not like a guy. Simple. But, everyone believe, that I would break, eventually.

I just didn't think it would be my senior year of high school...