Monster

Alice Payton "1x4"

I jumped, Vincent catching me. The vent opening was bent open. "you did this?" I asked amazed. I mean, yeah Vincent was a big guy, but I didn't know hw was capable of this. "Yeah" he answered, heling the blonde headed one down. I've never really seen her here before. "Hey, are you new?" I asked. She shyly nodded. I smiled and gave her my hand, "Paige, Paige Truvo".

"Alice Payton" She said as she shook the hand I offered.

"Ladies, I th-" Beau started.

"SHUT UP" We said in unison.

I think this will be the beginning of a beautiful relationship. Really. I've never actually had a friend that was a girl.. I guess that's why they call me a slut. I mean I grew up with guys. My dad, my brothers, Vincent, Ryan. I rarely had any girl cousins so it was hard for me.

We all left campus."Where do we go? we obviously can't go home" Vincent said. That was partially true. Atleast THEY can't go home.

"Why not my house? Dad left and won't come back till next week" I suggested.

There was that. We were all on our way to my house. There was that killer silence again, eating away at us. The neighborhood was quiet like usual, casual bystanders here and there. I'd look over occasionally to find Jai and Alice flirting. Aww that's cute. I've never really flirted with guys. Like I said before, I'm a solitary person. I keep my distance. Far or near, I don't communicate as well. "Hey Paige?" She said as she approached me. Everyone else walking farther away. "Hmm?" I hummed.

"well um..nevermind" she started.

"okay" I simply said.

I understood. I understood perfectly. I was like that too. I was that nervous girl. I would usual just keep my mouth shut and move along unlike most people... But I have a question. Why are you reading this? Is my life that interesting? lets hope not. My life is pretty bad. I know I shouldn't complain but it honestly isn't heaven. Mkay, well continue reading. I don't fucking care. But you really rethink your life out.

We sat on the couch, watching the telly. Nothing wasn't really on anyway so I walked off to my bedroom. My journal lay there, on the table. I sighed. I sat down, grabbing my pen. I opened the page of my life. It was nearly full. Maybe a couple pages remained. I wrote down somethings. I wrote about how I saw Luke naked. I wrote about Alice. I wrote about the fight that I had with my dad.

"Uh hey where's the bathroom?".

"Oh, hey Alice. Last door to the right". "Thanks"

[(a/n): I honestly think that the first season is so shit, so just skip to "2x1", Mkay? -N]