Oxytocin

Chapter One

Hi I'm Maely Daily, pronounced May Lee, (my parents are hilarious, note the sarcasm) and I very well might be the least needed person in existence. No, I'm not that loner that is always by her self, I am the girl that seems 'popular'. I am the girl who hangs out with 'populars', although I never really fit in there, I never really fit in anywhere. I am the girl who is nice to everyone because i know from first hand experience that life can suck.

Popular though, is a very subjective term. Is being popular having a lot of friends, is it when a lot of people like you, is it when the people that do like you, like you so much that you are popular in your own way?

pop·u·lar

1.Widely liked or appreciated.

2. Liked by acquaintances; sought after for company.

3.Of, representing, or carried on by the people at large.

I Maely Daily am none of those things. I mean sure the people I hang out with like me, and I am cheered on by a few people when I do something right, but I am not sought out, I am not 'widely liked or appreciated', I am what most people refer to as a wallflower. My presence isn't missed when I'm not there, I am just a prop in the background of the big picture.

When you get to high school, everything changes; friends separate, friends become strangers, and in some cases enemies. But as for me, I stayed the same, the shadow of everyone that I knew. And honestly, I didn't mind. To me, it was just more quiet time. Most of the time, I was laughing and cracking jokes with the fake people I decide to surround myself with at school. But then the bell rings, students rush out of school as fast as they can and I am,yet again, left alone with my thoughts and my music.

Music was my one escape from reality. I could feel what the singer was feeling instead of my own. The beat and lyrics took me far away from the tiny town that I live in and the crappy life I live. It's the music that runs through me, cleaning my soul. The melodies run rampant through my veins, as the harmonies go straight to my heart. It's in that very moment in time that I am finally who I am supposed to be. Where I am mine. Where nothing matters except the wave lengths emanating from my old beat up headphones drown out all my problems. In that moment the world stops spinning, pauses just for me. Nothing matters, doesn't matter where I am, who I am, or how much it hurts. The music, the lyrics, the sound, the words speak to me. See through me. Like nothing and no one ever could. It is here when I am at peace. Here when my soul is home.

As I hum along to the beat of Teenagers by My Chemical Romance as I make my way to my little 2009 Camry. As I hop in and turn on the radio, it's on a station that I most defiantly don't listen to, Must have been Carson, I thought to myself. I realize they are doing a 5 Seconds of Summer ticket giveaway. I myself wasn't much of a fan, but my best friend Carson was. She listened to all of their music and had all their posters hung up on her wall. Remembering that her birthday was coming up, I decide to call in and try to be the 4th caller.

"Ring, ring."

"Hi this 104.5 Tiger Hits FM, you are the fourth caller. What's your name?" The over-enthusiastic lady screeched.

"Hi, uhm. I'm Maely."

"Congrats Maely, you just won 2 tickets to 5 Seconds of Summer's concert next month."

"Ah, yeah. Thanks!"

"Your welcome!" she said, her enthusiasm dying as the listeners could no longer hear her. "We will need your address so we can mail you the tickets."

Giving her the information she needed, the call was quickly over. I was pumped about getting an awesome present for Carson. She has loved 5 Seconds of Summer since she found them on YouTube in 2012. She had been to all the concert she could within reason & I know she would be excited to be able to go to another one.

My mind wandered as I drove home to whether or not I should listen to someone their new stuff so I don't look like a dork sitting in the front row, not knowing any of the lyrics. Deciding it would be best, I used my iPhone to look up one if their songs. The tune set in and I bobbed my head to the beat.

"It started on a weekend in May

I was looking for attention

needed intervention"

Psh, I scoffed. Like they needed anymore attention. They were a world famous boy-band.

"Felt somebody looking at me

With a powder white complexion

feeling the connection

The way she looked was so ridiculous"

'That's how you get a girl, call her ridiculous, and she will just fall in your arms', I thought, rolling my eyes.

"Every single step

Had me waiting for

the next

Before I knew it, it was serious

Dragged me out the bar

To the backseat of a car

When the lights go out,

she's all I ever think about

The picture burning in my brain

kissin' in the rain

I can't forget my English love affair

Today, I'm seven thousand miles away

The movie playing in my head

Of her king size bed

Means I can't forget my

English love affair"

Wow, they are very open about their love life. This band was not sounding so great so I decided

I had heard enough, I switched to my regular music. Singing along all the way home.

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A/N: i'm really sorry that it's short and boring, but i wrote this a long time ago so i will be able to update pretty quickly depending on how many people respond to it. give me any pointers or tips or anything you would like to see in the future. oh yeah, if you find any mistakes, go ahead and point them out so i can fix them. thank guys, means a lot if you read it!