"Hey can you come over?" You said into the phone waiting for her best friend Victoria to relpy. "Yeah sure!" She replied enthuastically. "Be over in a sec." She said hanging up the phone. As she hung up the phone you went into your bedroom to grab your laptop and set up where you left off in our favorite video game, Amnesia. Every time you hung out all you did was play video games. It was your "Hanna Montanna life" as you called it. If anyone at school new you were into video games you would lose all of your friends, which weren't many. You and Victoria weren't very popular at school. You were considered losers because you didn't pile on the makeup or wear slutty clothes. You liked being "a loser" though there wasn't any drama that way. As you heard the door bell ring you noticed the game was done loading. You got up from your bed and went to answer the door. Once you opened the door you saw Victoria standing there with a huge smile on her face obviously pumped for a day of gaming. "Let's do this poo." She said with a straight face. You had one of those "this is why I'm single moments" once she said that, but you didn't mind you enjoyed each other's weirdness. As yoy sat on your bed and began the game Victoria asked, "So why did we quit playing last time?" You shrugged your shoulders not able to recall the reason for your actions. A few minutes into the game you were coming around a corrider and out of nowhere you see the monster! "AHHHHHHHHHHH! OH MY FREAKING GOD!" You scream at the top of your lungs not able to control your actions. Before you know it the monster had killed you. "JESUS CHRIST!" Victoria screamed not able to control her emotions. "I think that's the reason we quit last time." You said obviously. "No shit Sherlock!" Victoria yelled. "I need food to help me recover." Victoria said getting up from the bed and walking to the kitchen. "BRING ME SOME CHIPS!" You yelled after her. "Whatever." She said obviously still traumatized from the experience. You got up and looked in the mirror. 'Why can't I be one of the pretty girls?' You thought to yourself. Even though you didn't care what people thought of you you still wanted to be considered "pretty" girls.Yeah, your friends called you pretty, but they are supposed to be nice. You have never been impressed by your apperance. "Hey here are your chips." You sere distracted from your thoughts of self pity by the sight of a bag of chips hurdeling towards your face. Before you could react the bag nailed you smack in the face. "Good catch." Victoria said grinning. "I'm talented, I know." You said sarcastically. "Ok let's get back to the game." She said with a slight smile. Hours passed. There wren't anymore heart attacks, but your were still cautious. "Well, I better get going." She said looking at the clock. "Ok, see you in science tomorrow." You said as the two of you walked down the stairs to the front door. "Bye." She said walking out to her car. It killed you a little everytime she left. Victoria was your best friend, you told her everything. Except one thing. You couldn't bring yourself to it. You were so disappointed with you life you couldn't help it. You couldn't tell her you started cutting again over a year ago. She wouldn't be able to look at you the same.
