I'm Just Me

Chapter 6

I stomp down the hall in anger. I felt like a whole bunch of anger was building up inside me. At any time it could just burst and explode and I'd-I'd...-

"Avery! " I heard running and Cheyenne's voice. "Where are you going?"

I stop and turn to look at her and I gave her a stupid look.

"He told me to go to the principal so where do you think I'M going!?" I yell releasing some of my anger.

"Calm down, you don't need to go to the principals office," Cheyenne smiles,. "You and I can have some fun instead!"

I stare at her with a blank look. I didn't know exactly what she had in mind.

"We gotta get outta here before they start looking for me," Cheyenne pulls me down the hall.

We made a run to the front door and busted through. Our school was so lazy and filled with obese old people, so they were always too lazy to do anything. (Like simply locking the doors)

We got outside and didn't stop running. The sun's glare stung my eyes after being in that dark gloomy school. It felt so good to feel air in the morning since school took that away.

school took away our life's and mornings...

Cheyenne led me to a convenient store and inside were a lot of people.

"Avery, these are my friends, and friends this is my friend Avery," Cheyenne introduced me to them. "I'm about to get a drink..you stay and talk to my friends."

"Hey... " I said awkwardly.

They all seemed like they were popular and some of them even went to the same school.

Scott suddenly came up to me and grabbed my hand and rose it up slowly. He rose it to his face and kissed the back of my hand.

"Hey, beautiful," I blushed.

I felt all tingly and stuff. My cheeks were hot and then I did something very dumb ...

I kissed Scott.

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It was such a long kiss and It wasn't bad at all. I felt like we were alone in space with no one around but of course were had dozens of people looking at us.

When we released from our kiss, Scott's eyes went wide.

"What!" What's wrong? " I ask worriedly.

I turned to see what he was looking at and it was Cheyenne and her eyes and mouth was wide.

"That's my boyfriend! " she yells and then crosses her arms.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know and I never really did know the popular group drama so I didn't know you were dating anyone," I plead.

"As you can tell from my beautiful face; of course I have a boyfriend," she rolls her eyes. "But I guess it wasn't your fault...it was Scott's fault."

Cheyenne stares at Scott angrily and then walks out the door, and we follow.

"Avery, you need to throw a party for only the popular people. It should be at your house, " Cheyenne says.

"why would I need to throw a party?" I ask making my eyebrows slant in confusion.

"It'll bring up your school Rep...then everyone will know you and you'll be beyond popular like us," Cheyenne flips her Hair and smiles.

That sounds nice but...

"Would your parents mind?" she asks.

"Nah, they could care less of what I do," I answer forcing a laugh.

"Great, it'll be your responsibility to make this party amazing," Cheyenne starts walking and we continue to follow.

It's MY responsibility! How can I do this by myself!!! Forget that..

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"Where are we going, Cheyenne," I ask.

"We are gonna have fun," Cheyenne smiles. "We are going to my house."

"Are your parents home?"

"Of course not, I'm rich so they work," Cheyenne flips her hair.

"Oh." that makes me remember my house and how dingy it looks.

"Cheyenne, how can I throw a party at my house if my house is very...ugly," I whisper into Cheyenne's ear.

"Make it look nice...," Cheyenne ignores me.

We walk to her house and it was like a freaking mansion.

"Come inside, I have some drinks," Cheyenne leads us in.

Cheyenne goes into her refrigerator and takes out some alcohol.

"Are you really about to drink that?" I ask knowing that it's illegal.

"Yes it's in my house and you are gonna drink some too right?" Cheyenne pours the alcohol in a little shot glass from her cabinet.

"Um, I don't know," I say.

"If you are throwing a good party, then you better have some alcohol for us! If you can't drink some now then how do we know if you'll even bring some to your party." Cheyenne gets a little angry.

"I'm just kidding!" I say fast.

Cheyenne pushes the shot glass full of alcohol over to me.

I grab the glass timidly and start to drink.

Cheyenne pours more in my cup.

"Drink it."

I drink it.

Cheyenne pours some more.

"I don't want anymore," I say.

"Drink!" Cheyenne yells and then smiles.

"OK"

I drink more.

Cheyenne keeps pouring more and more until I black out..