Nicole's POV
You know that feeling in your stomach when you just feel the nachos you ate an hour before just flip? Well, that happened to me. It felt like it was all in slow motion. Let me start from the beginning. Catriene Peterson, school cheerleader, popular girl, you get the drift. My mom was a caterer to her 16th birthday party. Now, normally, I wouldn't care at all, except for the fact that my mother decided to force Catherine's mother to invite me. Before I get to what actually happened, let me explain something. I am the biggest klutz you will ever meet. Now, I'm not saying 'Oh I'm so klutzy haahhahahahah', no, I am legitimately the biggest klutz ever. Now, you might think, 'what could go wrong at a silly sleepover?'. Let me tell you, a lot of things. This young teenage girl had a caterer, a DJ, and her very own boyfriend. Then there was me. Nicole MacDonald, please, spare me the laughter. Now, I already explained that I'm a klutz. Did I happen to explain that I only have 2 cats, books, and a bed that might as well be my boyfriend. Now just imagine me, cats, books, and all, at the most popular girl's birthday party. Now, at the birthday party, I'll admit, I wasn't that bad. That is, until they took out the cake. That is when it turns into slow motion. That is when the nachos flip. Along with those nachos, so does my entire body. Into the cake. Now, before you go off blaming me for everything, who decided to wash the floor? Someone stupid that's who.
"Oh my god, what the heck, Nicole?!" Catriene screeches.
I sit up, the wind blown out of me as I breathe heavily. The first thing I see is Catriene's boyfriend, Hunter, come over to me. That is, before everything goes black.

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ChickLitNow, before you judge this story, think about yourself compared with the most popular girl in school. Now you may read.