Misfortune

Chapter 1

Friday, September 26, ...

"I can't believe I got a C- on that test!" I told my best friends as we ate lunch at our table.

"I got a D+." said Marissa "What'd you get Cody?"
"A B-, and you Kev?"
"Kev?" We all repeated.
"An F." He shrugged without a care in the world. Well, that's Kevin.

I gazed at my friends sitting around me. Marissa is the typical party girl. She doesn't like homework and is a little boy crazy. She looks beautiful with her perfect brown hair and her emerald green eyes. Marissa may be my best friend in the group, but I love my other friends just as much.

Cody is the smartest of us all and he has a killer fashion sense. All the girls in school want to be friends with him, and he knows quite a lot of them. What can I say, everybody wants a gay best friend. He discovered he wasn't straight when a men's underwear commercial came on TV. The whole group was hanging out at my house that day. Let's just say he was never the same since.

Kevin is the heartthrob of the group. Between his poor grades, good looks, and his position of running back on the football team, he is the most cliche person I've ever met.
Then there's me, typical Eliza. My mother is in debt and I can't understand the simplest things in school sometimes...that's it. Just typical me.

But I'll say, we are the rebels of the school.

RIIIIIING ! The bell rang as we all left the cafeteria to go to English. We all walk to our lockers, which were in close proximity to each other. As I opened my locker, a note falls out. This only happens in the movies, I thought. I looked around me and realized that many others had also received a letter, including my friends. I pick up the piece of notebook paper from the gross school floor and unfold it.

Congratulations! You are invited to my exclusive 18th birthday party. Saturday night, Cheese and Wine Bar, 10:00pm.
Be there.
-Jax

It's from the most popular boy in school and my (kinda sorta) crush, Jaxon Crawford. He was the school bad boy and was the boyfriend of the most popular girl in school, Lizzy Greene. With her perfect blonde curly hair, her expensive outfits plaid and pink, and her dad as the mayor, she was like a meaner, prettier version of Regina George. Mean Girls 2.0.

There is no way I am going to this party.

I look over to Marissa and see her nodding, and I realize that I have no choice. I have to go. Just like every other party I don't want to go to, Marissa drags me along, regardless of my preferences.

RIIIIIING!

Shoot! The late bell sounded off, reprimanding me for not being in my classroom. I run of in the direction of my science class, cursing the whole way there.

——After School——

I opened the door to see Marissa standing there with what looks like 50 different outfits, which probably costs more than my bedroom. Did I mention her parents were two overachievers? She runs in and drops all the outfits on my bed and sits down next to all of them.

"Pick one," Marissa says.

"Pick one? I don't even want to go!" I argue with her.

"You know what, let's not do this," Marissa says. "Pick one for me."

I look at her in confusion. "You want me to pick your outfit for Jaxon Crawford's party? Marissa are you kidding me? Do you see what I'm wearing?" I look down at my hot sauce stained shirt and my chocolate stained sweatpants. Wow, I am a messy eater.