Chapter one/ prologue
I walked down the halls glancing at people as they walked by. Each either sending me glances or waving my way. Some nerds, geeks, goths, loners and some my friends. Friends. What does that even mean? Someone who you spend all your time with? Talk to? The family you choose? This is a question I cannot answer. Everyone around me seems so... Fake. Yeah, i know, that's rich coming from someone like me, right? Wrong. That isn't me, I'm not some prissy blond who doesn't know the meaning of metaphor. Sure I'm a girl but I'm NOT stupid, nor am I blond. Ooh... Big shocker there. I'm one of the most popular people in school, father all that's the was I planned it, however I am also more lonely than the loners by choice, ironic isn't it.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when I saw Jason leaning against my locker. Great. Just what I need, mr. Ohsosweet, mr. Captain of the soccer team, mr. Imakegirlsweakintheknees. Jason. As I walk to my locker gives me that smirk ha normally makes girls fall at his feet. Ha. Fat chance of that happening.
"Funny seeing you here," I said with an eye roll.
"I know right, it must be he universe telling us we're meant for each other," Jason cockily replied.
"Or is it a sign you've started hooking up with miss jones again?" I stated sweetly fluttering m eyelashes. I was the only one who knew about his 'relationship' with miss jones, I accidentally walked in on a full make out session the were having in the classroom last year. Eww. Something I'd rather not remember.
"I thought we agreed to never speak of that again!" He said in a hushed whisper, "and she's only 23 most guys would call that a score." He added slightly embarrassed. Who knew? Mr. Player has emotions.
"Funny how none of the guys know, would you like me to inform them?" I questioned, pushing him out of the way and retrieving my stuff from my locker.
"Now if you don't mind, I have to go to class." I said while I started to walk away, only to find something stoping me. Jason.
"Not that fast, I want something first." Jason said smiling.
"What?" I asked puzzled.
"A kiss," he stated.
"NOT IN YOUR LIFETIME OR THE NEXT!! " I yelled the replied sweetly. "Now I'm going to be late, if your really that desperate I think miss jones has a free now." And with that I walked away swinging my hips. Ha ha. It's so much fun messing with him.
I walked in and sat down in my English class, just as the second bell went. Class went by agonizingly slow, but Caitlin seemed to pass the time. now Caitlin is the ditzy blond you were looking for before, and when I say passing I mean it literally. Every few minutes she passed me a note informing me about every tiny piece of gossip I missed in the last 24 hours. The second the bell rang I bolted for the door. I have a free period and I wasn't wasting any second, I ran down the hall and to the music room. No, I don't study music, I'm not popular because I'm good at it, music is my secret. Music is my escape from all this, this carefully fabricated world of lies. Music is my world it's what I live for.
I started the music and began singing. It's really sad, music is my life and I can't play an instrument to save my life. I would really love to play guitar but my fingers just don't seem to agree.
Today's song of choice of song was 'bridge of light' by pink. This song is one of my all time favorites, it seems to tell the story of my life, the real one. Not the one people think I live.
And I started to sing:
Just when you think
Hope is lost
And giving up
Is all you got,
Blue turns black,
Your confidence is cracked,
There seems no turning back from here
As I sing I forget everything , it's just me and the music. I know it sounds so cliché. But that feeling when you get lost in the song is everything I live for. I was snapped from my trance when I heard something in the main music room (I was out the back).
Shit. I can't get caught n here. Music is my happy place no one else allowed. My Music is for me that's the way it's is and that's the way it's going to stay. I quickly turned off the music and grabbed my stuff. I crept out the back door making no one saw me. As I walked away I risked a glance through the window. I looked through and my stormy blue eyes met with an unfamiliar pair of blue ones. I turned and fled. I had never met him and hopefully he wouldn't know me. Oh who I'm I kidding of everyone knows me, after all that's how I planned it. I never planned it to go like this the one thing I enjoy being taken to the masses, picked apart, every note that's wrong. All because of him. Him? Hang on who was that? I know everyone, how could someone with a face like that escape me? Unless... NEW STUDENT he's a new student! I quickly texted Caitlin to see if my assumptions were correct.
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Me~ cat do we have a new student?
Caitlin~ he'll ya I told you in English remember.
Me~ sorry I must have spaced. I just saw him.
Caitlin~ yummy isn't he!
Me~ you could say that, g2g ttyl.
Caitlin~ kk c u at lunch.
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Right, this mysterious stranger has not idea who I am. That's GREAT! I never thought I would be so happy to have someone have no idea who I am. But what will happen when he finds out?
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I live in Australia so I don't really get the freshmen, sophomore, junior, senior thing and my school splits us up really weird compared to other schools so when I say middle school I mean 6-8 and senior school is 9-12 but he actual seniors are 11 and 12. It's a bit confusing so if I mess up in the story it's just cause I have a different system at my school.
On a different note I need a REALLY hot guys name as in sex god worthy so comment any ideas below ;) it would be a MASSIVE help.
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