Confessions of a Bestfriend
by Monica N. Zacarias
©Copyright 2012-2013
Chapter 1
I woke up with a ringing alarm.
*beep...beepbeep...beepbeepbeep!!*
"Damn this headache is killing me. Wait a sec,oh my gosh I've gotta go!"
I head into the bathroom and take a quick shower...jump into my closet and grab the first blouse off the hanger. It was a purple t-shirt topped with a loose black vest. Then I pulled on my faded jeans and chucks. I tried putting make up and looked presentable but there were bags below my eyes, even a concealer couldn't hide. I ended up wearing some eyeliner and plum colored lipstick. Seeing my reflection in the mirror, my blue eyes seemed darker, my blonde hair was still untidy even if I tried brushing it a hundred times. My plum coloured lips were in great contrast against my pale skin. But from my point of view, it was not much of a pretty sight.
"Aria. You'll be fine." I convinced myself then took a deep breathe.
After prepping myself for school, I jogged downstairs to grab a quick bite.
"Mom, whats cookin?" I asked, but judging from the smell, I could tell it was her delicious home made pancakes.
She was a hands on mom. Even though she worked, she would make sure to give us time. She still looked beautiful and rather young for her age with her hair cropped short to her ears. As for my dad maybe he's still dressing upstairs. He's very anal when it comes to prepping for work. Being a dentist I guess it came with the job. He's the type of dad you could talk anything to. He's strict when needed but nonetheless a good father to us.
"Here, get some pancakes. By the way Ericka called, she said she's picking you up" mom said.
"Oh,right...thanks mom. I'm getting late. See ya later" . I ran towards the front door.
"Hey, you owe me a pizza you lost the bet!" Jake, my older brother shouted as he tossed his blonde hair. We inherited the same features as our mom but I looked more like my dad. Jake had this strong jaw line, pointed nose & high cheekbones. I had more of a heart-shaped face & a small nose.
We were watching this basketball game last night and unfortunately my team lost. He's my only sibling and we're suprisingly close. He had always been a good older brother to me. Sometimes we argued over stupid things but we always made up. Bets were one of them.
"Yeah,yeah..gotta go! Dad! Im goin to school" I shouted.
Ericka was honking like mad -as usual. "C'mon we're gonna be late. I gotta make a grand entrance with this new outfit that Im wearing"
Ericka Taylor, has been my bestfriend since third grade. She had silky straight auburn hair, porcelain skin and an angelic face. She waved at me and flashed her gorgeous new blue top paired with skinny white jeans and the latest accesories.Her new outfit made my new top, which my mom bought, look dull.
Well for starters, I could never compete with her in good looks, fashion and style. Thats her thing, everybody wanted to be her friend. She's the most popular girl in school. I'm pretty lucky that shes my bestfriend. People always ask how or when did we become friends, since we're like the total opposites.
Im more of a geek or a nerd but not the typical one you see in movies that had bushman eyebrows and thick glasses. I am way further than that. I am more of the hard core, aloof-type. Im Aria Bennet, the grunge down blondie who lives, breathes art and music. I had a band, we called it 'Your Wickedness', we're still in our garage phase. I played bass.
Some people thought of me as another punk girl who's mad with the world. I may not be your usual blonde who wore short skirts and fake boobs, but hell I kick bad ass.
I preferred wearing my favorite leather boots but today I went with chucks for. comfort reasons. I normally wore black but sometimes depending on my mood I combined a touch of colors such as purple or pink. Some kids even spread rumors about me being a witch because of my undying love for black. They would propel themselves away from me. Why? I did not know, but mostly it's about my look. I'm intimidating also probably because of the way I stare. Ericka told me that I often gawk at other people like looking into their souls, scaring them away. She exaggerated a little bit sometimes.
I maybe hard on the outside but really, I'm soft inside. They did not know that I was just afraid to let go. With all the drama happening, I did not want to be tainted by it. I am worst with socializing and confrontations. I get all giddy inside. I decided to lock myself up in my own shell. I was grateful to have a small group of friends. It made me more normal. Hence, I did let go once. It was the happiest moments of my poor excuse of a teenage life but it did not end well. Reminscing it made me more nervous. So, I distracted myself by chatting with Ericka.
"You're really excited this time goin to school huh." I said while hopping in the passenger seat.
"Of course its our first day of senior year I wouldnt miss it. I told you to wear that top I gave you." Ericka snapped at me.
"Uhm, I forgot plus I was really in a hurry. So, maybe tomorrow,ok?" I said.
"Hmm, alright you need to look gorgeous Aria or else you're still going to be single. " she said.
"What? C'mon cant you just drop it? Im not in the mood to discuss relationships. After Mark dumped me for that cheerleader." I groaned.
"Ouch! I'm a cheerleader." she reacted.
"You know what I mean." I implied.
"I know, just making you laugh. Here we are, you ready?" she said with a grin.
"Sure. Let the torture begin." I said.
"You'll be fine. If you see Mark, act like you dont care." she grinned.
These were one of the things I like about Ericka, she knew how to make me feel better. Mark and I dated for about a year I really believed that we were going to last but I was wrong. He was my first love but he fell out of it. Up to now, I couldnt move on thats why Im not so thrilled going back to school.
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{A/N}:
Hi, did you like the first chapter? This is my first ever story so there might be some mistakes. Tell me what do you think? By the way this is the edited version thanks to @Deanismine . ;)
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Confessions of a Bestfriend
Teen FictionAria Bennet, a grunge down blondie who likes art and music. She have a bestfriend Ericka Taylor. She envies her. Shes everything a guy could dream of. They have been bestfriends since third grade up until Zeke Dylan came along. Unfortunately, both o...