Something to Die for

Chapter 1

I'll take you back two years.  I was 14 at the time.  Trust me, when I was 14 my plans were not to live on the streets and become a prostitute.  My future was bright. My parents were wealthy and had amazing careers just like everyone else in Wallingtonville. Wallingtonville is a very small town in California. There is two sides of Wallingtonville. There is the ghetto side where all of the drug addicts, gang menmbers, and prostitutes were. Then there was the side where I lived. The side filled with large houses and wealthy people. Wallingtonville is  a small town where everyone knows everyone. My friends and I attended Wallingtonville Highschool. My first day of highschool is when it all began. The four years that I thought were going to be the best years of my life turned out to be the years that my I went down the path of destruction. 

DECEMBER 15, 2012

I was walking down the hallway to meet up with my group of friends. There was Lisa the perky girl. She had very large blue eyes with beautiful shoulder length blonde hair. However, many guys liked her because her beasts were large and she always showed and abundance of cleavage. Her skin was as clear as water. Then there's Lauren the negative girl. She was thicker compared to us. She did not have the thin figure we were all blessed with. She was insecure but I thought she had the perfect figure. I was always secretly jealous of her. Her hair was black but she had blonde highlights that really suited her. She was mexican like me. She was the shortest out of all of us so she always wore heals to reach our height. Her bangs were always covering one eye.  Holly was the girliest girl. She always wore pink and wore the least amount of clothes possible. She wore crop tops with booty shorts and converse. Her long blonde hair was very healthy. Her eyes were a very pretty dark green color. Then there was me, Angelina. I was the prettiest and richest out of all of them. My hair was long and black. My eyes are big and brown, and a lot of people say that they are the prettiest brown eyes in the world. My skin was a very light brwon which was weird because both of my parents are very dark. My big  brown eyes came from my father, and my long beautiful black hair came from my mother. Once I got to my locker Lauren, Lisa, and Holly were already waiting for me.

"Hey girl!" Lisa exclaimed. As I said she was very perky.

"Hey," I said with a voice full of sorrow.

"What's wrong? Did you get a B on the essay or something?" Lauren questioned.

"Even worse I got an A-! You know that I am a 4.3 student and an A- is not acceptable at all!" Tears began to flood my eyes. Lauren rolled her eyes and opened the locker next to mine.

"Oh Angelina you're such a drama queen. Calm yourself. I have two D's but do you see my crying a river? No," She slammed her locker shut.

"Girls please you are bringing my frown upside down and that is so not cool," Lisa's face really did look like a frown.

"If you girls can stop being stupid for two seconds I have some exciting news,"

Holly said with sarcasim filling her voice.

"Well are you going to tell us or are you going to keep us waiting like idiots?" Lauren was extra fiesty that day. 

"Bryan, the hot senior, invited me to his house party tommorow and he told me to 'bring my cute friend's' we are going!"

"We have to go! We are freshman girls getting invited to senior parties! We can not say no! Are you in Lauren?" Lauren nodded, " What about you Angelina?"

"I don't know guys you know I don't like parites. They are only filed with drugs and sex," my voice was shaky.

"Angelina you have to come it will be your first highschool party. Have a little fun for once. You are always doing homework, or reading. Have fun," Holly said convincingly.

"Reading is fun for me," I responded. 

"Look I'm picking you up and you are going! I will pick you up at 8," Holly insisted.

"Fine, but what about my parents?"

"Just tell them you are spending the night at my house," Lauren interrupted.

"Okay but I won't enjoy it," I regret ed saying yes.

"YASSSS," Lisa shouted.

The bell rang and we went our separate ways to class.