CHAPTER ONE

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Lana's POV

Why did I say yes to this? I asked myself for the millionth time the past hour. Right now I am standing outside of our 'nearest' quicky-mart which is about a hour walk from my house but I'm not going to risk it since there is a big snow storm right in front of me that has enough force to wipe out a bear.

I should have known right from the very minute our schools queen bee or should I say queen bitch asked if I wanted a lift home that she was just being her mean self. But typical me went along with it. My biggest regret after all of this is the fact that I went and got her the soda she oh so desperately needed. i should have expected this but I didn't instead i came out for the store to find my backpack with a neon pink sticky note on it that said "better luck next time loser". I shouldn't care about what that compulsive bitch did to me but i do. Not to mention her boyfriend was in the car with her. The most popular boy in the school and apparently the nicest.. well i guess that rumour was incorrect. I guess I'm going to have to get home soon. Its six o'clock and its getting dark and my phone is running low.

When i got home no one was home as usual. My dad works late hours and my mum passed away from leukemia when i was little so i don't have much memory of her.  I walk upstairs into the bathroom slamming the soda can on the bench top with a sigh and look in the mirror. My long blonde hair is dark and wet from the snow, Overall i look pretty crap. To be honest a zombie. It's only my vibrant green eyes i got from my mother that keeps me looking alive. I guess this is as good as I'm going to get.

After a while of reading Hamlet (yes I'm a nerd!) i decide its time to go to sleep. Honestly i don't know how to face the queen bitch Brittany and her jerk boy toy Alec. 

Alec's POV

"Good one Brit" I chuckle harshly

"Ugh i know that little snob Lana will know where she stands" Brittany chuckles back

"Yeah and that is no where" I reply

"So anyway babe enough about that little brat did you say you needed to be dropped off at training?" Brittany asks sweetly...did i say that correctly?? Brittany and sweet don't match

"yeah" I answer

"sure thing honey" Brittany drawls

I play football. i guess you could call me a jock. I live for sports and popularity. Why do you think I'm going out with Brittany the most popular girl? if you saw me a few years ago you would think what the hell happened to him? I used to be different and not the good different. now i have changed. Popular. Handsome. Player. That's me. If i could choose i wouldn't choose Brittany... she kisses like a washing machine! But i have to get my social status up. Kind of the the feudal system they had way back which showed the places of the types of people. except this is high school.

Suddenly the car comes to an abrupt stop. 

"Cya babe" Brittany attempts to say seductively 

That's my cue to leave.

"Uh bye" I say awkwardly walking out of the car

As i walk into the change rooms my phone beeps.

It's from Brittany. A picture of that Lane frowning at her bag obviously getting the message with a soda can in her hand. 

Within seconds i am showing all the guys in the change rooms. 

"what would the old you have done?" A tiny voice in my head asks

"Shut up" I reply back

I walk out the change room and onto the field.

"Okay boys" My coach booms "Today we need to get our throwing right, You all need to step up your game if you want to make it to the finals"

With that we all start passing the ball. Back and forth back and forth. This is going to be a long night i mentally sigh.

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