True Beauty

The Meeting

When I opened my eyes all I could see was white.

At first i thought i somehow made it into heaven, then I came to senses and noticed that where I actually was was the exact opposite. It was hell. After my vision finally cleared I realized I was in a hospital room. A faint sound of beeping filled the room. Every beep acted as the countdown on a bomb as it slowly ticked down until destruction. I think a bomb would be better than the truth right now. A bomb going off wouldn't hurt as much as this. Nothing could hurt as much as this.

I sighed and ran a finger through my platinum blonde hair; the once lustrous curls now are matted to my head with dried blood, becoming one giant mess.I sighed and figured I should atleast try to look presentable for when my "friends" showed up. As I sat up my head started spinning and I could feel every part of me ache. I moaned as a slowly stood up careful to not detach all the tubes attached to my arms. I grabbed my IV bag and walked over to my purse and grabbed my make-up bag. I pulled out my mirror and eyeliner. As i looked into the mirror my heart stopped. The mirror shattered on the ground and my knees buckled as i collapsed on the floor.

I let out a banchee-like scream and desperately clawed at my face, hoping somone was playing a cruel joke. Seconds later nurses and doctors came rushing in.

"Someone sedate her!" I heard one of the doctors yell as nurses tried to calm me down.

I felt a sharp prick in my arm and everything faded to black.

2 Days before

My baby pink 8-inch stilletos clicked against the floor as I hurried to my advanced Literature class. Following close behing me was my, for lack of a better word, posse. They hurried after me in fear that I would leave them behind, because they knew I would. By the time i finally reached my classroom it was 11:30; Ten minutes after class started. I told Alissa we wouldn't have enough time to go get coffee but she insisted that,and i qoute, if we don't get coffee she would like totally die. I mimicked her stupidly high-pitched voice in my head as I opened the door.

Mrs. Marron looked up from her textbook, getting ready to reprimand whoever dared to walk late into her class. But when she saw me a look of fear flashed in her eyes and she quickly looked down at her book. I sighed and walked over to my seat. Its because of cowardly teachers like this that everyone is scared of me. Well thats part of the reason anyway.

"K-kaylee?" Some unknown voice beside me whispered.

"What?" I snapped. Sounding a little harsher than i meant it.

The person beside me jumped a little and mumbled something under her breath.

"What was that?" I said loudly. Causing the whole class to turn and look. If you're going to talk crap atleast do it to my face, coward.

The girl beside me shifted in her seat, uncomfortable with the sudden attention. She looked around for a place to escape but settled on staring at her shoes.

"Nothing ma'am." She shyly said.

Really, ma'am? I mean come on, we're the same age!

"Good, thats what i thought," I breathed. "because, if you had said something it would be so easy for me to get rid of a nobody like you." I calmly said as I examined my nails. The still nameless girl ran out of the room in tears. Fake bitch. As if on cue, whispers filled the room.

"Can you believe she said that?"

"It's Jacie's fault for trying to stand up to THE Kaylee Walker."

"I know, that's like social suicide."

"Nobody dares to mess with Kaylee."

I abruptly stood up, knocking my chair over, silencing the whispers. I glanced around the room as everybody suddenly got so interested in their textbooks. I walked out of the room and towards the nurses office. I need some painkillers now, stupid gossipers gave me a headache.