When I want to feel bitchy I wear this.
Well, I guess you want to know what the video was then but, before we get to that, let me introduce myself. My name is Alexis. If you need to bump down your social status a few notches, then I'm your girl! I used to have a good rep. I was known as the best friend of the head cheerleader. That got me a couple invitations to some big parties and even a couple of boyfriend's. But, then the "video" came out
The video was (of course) me. I was outside banging at my house door in my underwear. I was with my at home with my twin brother Cole. After he "accidentally" spilled his grape juice over my head.
After I was finished scolding him, I went upstairs to take a shower. When I got out I dried myself off, and put on underwear, and put the towel on. When I was on my way to my room I heard a piercing scream. I panicked and rushed down the stairs, clutching my towel so it wouldn't go flying up the stair. When I finally got down the stairs a I felt a yank on my towel and suddenly I felt cold. MY TOWEL WAS OFF!!
Then I felt a hand on my back. Secends later I was outside our front door. Then I heard a slight click sound. The. Door was. locked. I started banging on the doors. I was screaming "COLE YOU BETTER UNLOCK THIS DOOR OR I'M GOING TO KILL YOU IN YOUE SLEEP TONIGHT!" Then I heard light chuckling from behind me. I turned around to see Justin. The most.popular guy on school. With a video camera. He taped the whole thing.
Schools sucks. Period. Ever since the video was put on YOUTUBE I feel that everyone is trying to avoid me. I have been trying to change my look up a little. I used to keep my hair rainbow but I died it a dark brown, hoping NO one would know it was me. I sat in the back of the class, I never raised my hand, I didn't stop by my locker, I sat at the back lunchtable, it was perfect. It WAS perfect. Emphasis on WAS. until Jenna came and sat down next to me. I don't even remember how we became friends but I know that all I can remember is being around her and I have a pretty good memory.
"OMG what happened Lexi!?!?" Jenna basically screamed at me, peering in my eyes somehow looking for an answer to show up I'm them somewhere.
" Nothing really" I replied nonchalantly.
"NO. Don't you dare lie to me or I will storm into your house steal your diary and and put it on our school webpage!"
I glared at her intensely. Would she really do that? That girl had done a lot a crazy stuff but, never this crazy " you wouldn't dare."
"Oh yeah. If you don't tell me right now Miss.Alexis Johann Sierra I swear on the good name that is all One Direction that I will!"
I know, I know, pushy right? But, she is my friend and I would do anything for her.
"Fine. I'm mad okay?!?!"
"Jeez, don't get so freaking emotional I was just asking a question."
"YOU WERE THE ONE WHO WAS TRYING TO BLACKMAIL ME WITH MY OWN DIARY!!!" I yelled at my best friend. God, she was being annoying.
She was the one who told me to say how I was feeling but, then when I do she gets all defensive. I get up and storm out of the lunchroom. As I walk away I can hear her yelling after me but, I don't stop. I run all the way to my locker. When I get there my eyes grow as wide as saucers.
On my locker are printed pictures of me at my front door with my underwear on. I violently ripped down the photos shredding them with my bare hands into miniature pieces. I collapsed on the floor into a heap and sobbed. I whispered to myself "why does everyone hate me?"
Then I felt a hand on my shoulder "hey are you okay?"
"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M OKAY!?!?"
"Sorry" I felt the warmth of his hand leave me. It felt good. I didn't want him to leave. God, what was I thinking. I just met him and started yelling at him. Besides who in this school would want to talk to me. It's probably just one of Justin's lackeys trying to make me brake down. But when I quickly wipe my eyes and look up about getting ready to give him a piece of my mind I see that I don't know him. In fact I don't think anyone knows him. Ahh now I see why he is talking to me. He's a new kid and hasn't been brainwashed yet. Might as well tell him who I am then.
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Teen Fiction*little spirgle* "no Mrs. Jones. I'll be alright. My parents will be home in a couple of hours." I close the door and jog up to my room. "why did women have to be born with boobs. I mean I just can't go up the stairs without needing to go to the doc...