Chapter 2 : The afternoon to come...

It was a normal day of school... The jocks were in the school yard banging on the vending machines hoping to get a snack to release from those evil black spirals that contained them.

"Oh fuck this machine!" Cris said angrily, he and his fellow jocks had been trying to get a free candy bar for the past hour.. Now it was just him and David left trying.

"Oh fuck the idiot trying to get a free candy bar by banging the machine!" David said playfully with a hint of sarcasm. "Come on man let's get to class I can't afford any more lates...Besides today's our first day in Prep ugh I wish I would've tried harder." David added with a regretful tone.

***Back to Melody's point of view***

I was sitting there in class .. early as always waiting for the other juniors to arrive... Yup you heard that right I'm a freshman in a junior class... You know advanced placement except this is a smaller class for the troubled I guess you could say.. I didn't want to be in a full class full of juniors and be the only freshman so I had my counselor put me in this class at the beginning of the year.

My sisters friend Janelle was in this class.. Ugh fuck my life she acted like  such a blonde and today she walked in showing off her newly fake tanned body. "I'm here bitches!" She exclaimed  Ugh someone shoot me now I thought to myself.

Though I hated her I couldn't really complain she never did shit in the class except go on Facebook and Twitter, Instagram yada yada all that bullshit. "Oh my god no way" were pretty much the only things you heard from her corner on a daily basis.

Ms.Johnson was getting pissed at Cris... My sisters boyfriend ..nothing new there.. He ALWAYS showed up late with David to almost every class. "There's no way I'm having BOTH of you come in my class to slack off and distract the rest of these kids that really want help go down to guidance and get your schedule changed."

She then continued on saying "You know maybe I'd let you stay if you showed up on time but no... You failed the original class now you're here for redemption and your still doing the same crap that got you placed here... Goodbye"

"Someone's on their period..Not like I gave a fuck about anything you said though" Cris angrily spat out while leaving the class...Yet again nothing new there he always had quite the mouth.

David jumped out of his seat in an instant with intentions to help Cris stay in the class."Who's going to be my partner then Ms.Johnson?.. If I'm right we need partners in this class for most of the work.."

Ms.Johnson looked discouragingly around at all the students.. "Ah... You can partner up with Melody she's got the highest grade in the class... Maybe you could learn a few things from her." As soon as she said those words I got warm all over. How was I going to keep it cool around him..? Ugh thanks alot Ms.Johnson... Thanks for partnering me up with the super hot guy and thanks for making me a nervous wreck in advance.

The whole time we were sitting there I just wanted to go sit somewhere else anywhere else but near him.. I always got so nervous being around someone with such a high rank in our school... You know the 'popular' kids.. Something about those kinds of students was just so intimidating. I felt so sweaty and disgusting ugh.. Luckily he was zoned out looking around and somewhat listening to the teacher I guess.. I don't really know exactly what was going on in that mind of his but he sure wasn't looking at me which gave me a sense of relief.

After class he came up to me..."I have practice after school so I can't stay after with you how about I swing by your house after practice and we can get some stuff done then?" He asked.. What the hell was he talking about? Come to my house .. get what done..? WHAT-THE-FUCK...

Had I been that caught up in my own little world that I didn't realize anything that had gone on in class.. "Um How do you know where I live and what do we have to get done..?" I asked casually trying to keep my self cool.. not stumble upon my words you know all that stuff.. Every word I spoke was like robotic-ish I wanted to sound perfect.. I didn't want to sound like a jittery fool.

"Well um I know your sister.. I've been around your neighborhood a few times and we've gotta get the project done ..did you even pay attention in class that's all Ms.Johnson was talking about?" He said... Damn that was the first time in a long time I ever zoned out in a class 'Get yourself together girl' I said to myself.

"Oh um.. Yeah right my sister Jessica.. The projec-" He cut me off ..

"I NEED YOU.. I can't fail this class please don't let me down." He said looking at me seriously... I don't know why but I had a feeling that was some secret guy code for 'Hey let me give you all the work to do so I don't have to do shit and can still get a good grade' Yeah.. There was no way I was letting that shit fly. Then again the thought of him needing me for something made me feel all warm and fuzzy like a bear.

I didn't think of what to say my mouth just went .. "You don't need me for anything I'm pretty sure you're smarter than you think you are but .. um .. Yeah my place after practice  I'll be there.. And we can get this project done" I felt so cheesy after saying that what the hell was I thinking..Ugh why was I so damn awkward..? Oh well.. This afternoon should be interesting.

Chapter 1 : Fake tans and David

So sorry the pictures suck but they get better, as the story continues.... Sorry it sucks in the beginning.

        It was a warm summer afternoon, and as usual the doorbell rang but it wasn't for me. “Jessica! Get down here your friend is here!” I yelled.
          I hated when she left me to lookout for her friends and all that other stupid shit. They weren't my type and they simply weren't my friends, Ugh.
      

     Her name was Janelle AKA my sister's replacement sister...For who? Me.

It was no secret that my sister disliked me, but I didn't really care. We always fought ever since we were kids. She would steal my toys, tell me I looked like a boy yet she would steal my clothes, dismember my barbie dolls, and sometimes she would even read my diary...Back when I was into writing about my feelings but I don't do that anymore. I never really wrote anything that personal in their anyways, it was just that fact that she felt like she could read it that pissed me off.

Jessica finally decided to walk down the stairs and greet her friend. I wont lie she looked beautiful. I envied her sometimes, she had the perfect life, perfect boyfriend, perfect look, perfect school life, and everyone loved her. There was nothing imperfect about her.

My mother came down stairs too and she gripped my sister so tight when she hugged her. “Have fun tanning sweetie but don't have too much fun.” She said. Sometimes I just wished I could run away to my own little land and never come back.
 My mom loved my sister, obviously more than me, and every complimenting word she said to her pierced my heart like a just sharpened knife because it was all the things she wished I would be but I wasn't and I never would be.

My mom turned to me as Jessica and Janelle were getting ready to leave.

“Oh sweetie, why don't you go with them? I know you'r a freshman but..I'm pretty sure Jessica could introduce you to her friends... Why don't you just go tanning with them..Try it you just might like it .” She said. 
I felt so sad inside, how could my own mom want me to be something I'm not? How could she want ME to be someone else? How come she couldn't love me for me?

I didn't really know what to say, partly because I was barely listening to a word she said.
 “Eh... I guess I'll give it a try” was all I managed to say but really I just wanted to break down and cry, I couldn't wait until her and dad went on their usual business trips.
 Truth be told, I hated it when they came back for their rare visits back home. They just get on my nerves, they treat me like the outcast in the family. Which I kind of am in a way...

***

The car ride was awkward as ever.
I don't know if it was the girly scented perfume that was lingering around in her vehicle that made me feel so awkward or the fact that we were driving in a super blinged out car that looked like the cars you'd see on 'Mtv Cribs' or 'Pimp my Ride'.

“So... Do you think he's over me.. Or do I have another shot?” Janelle said.
 Her and my sister had been talking about some guy for nearly the whole car ride.
Ugh they sounded so desperate I just wanted to throw up. Where was their morals, their dignity,their pride? Ugh, what was wrong with girls these days?

“Fuck no it's not over when he sees you at Cris' party next weekend he won't be able to take his eyes off of you..and his hands”My sister said suggestively.
 That was her life: Partying, boys, drinking, dancing, cheerleading, football games, fake tans, being perfect, looking perfect.
 And then you have me: Plain, simple, as some would say “boring”, but most of all I have a secret talent no one knows about, well let's just say it's a talent that my parents seemed to forget about.

As soon as we arrived Janelle exclaimed “OH SPRAY TAN BABIES I'VE MISSED YOU OH SO MUCH!”
 Her and my sister both ran off and into one of the booths to get sprayed with cold jets of orange pigmented liquid.

I was just sitting there waiting for them, there was no way in hell I was getting in one of those booths. As I was sitting there something caught my eye.

It was David Rakenson , the big sports star at our school that everyone raved about and his girlfriend Casey, who was a cheerleader but I actually liked her. She was pretty nice and surprisingly not fake besides the fact that she liked to fake tan from time to time. 

They were standing there kissing, and it was a bit too much for public.

I looked away and into space not wanting to make it obvious I was watching them. I mean after all how creepy would that be?

It took me a year to realize he... David Rakenson had taken a seat next to me instead of sitting on the other unoccupied sofa.
 I felt his gaze upon me, my entire body locked up and froze I didn't want to make myself look like an ass so I looked the other direction but god dammit he just had to say something.

“Hold up, You don't seem like the spray tan kinda' girl” he said so smoothly with his deep voice. 
Everything around me stopped, living things stopped breathing,it was just us there, no one else.
 Then I realized he spoke to me.

“Oh um I'm not. I'm just here with my sister and her friend, Janelle.” I felt so stupid, so little around him. But why? We were both human right? Why couldn't I just act and feel normal around him?

His light blue eyes sent pulsating electrical currents all through my body. “Your Jessica's little sister aren't you?” he asked me.
 I couldn't help but get over those damn eyes I mean seriously could they not be anymore gorgeous? Damn.

“Yup that's my sis.”  It kind of pissed me off that the only way he knew me was from my sister , I mean I guess you can say I'm over exaggerating but still it was annoying.
I was fed up with everyone using me and my sisters name in the same sentence I just wanted to be me and let myself shine, not share her light.

He looked at me with a smirk on his face “Eh, uh so you guys are coming to Cris' party right?” He asked. 
I knew about Cris' party but I wasn't exactly invited so if I went that would technically be 'crashing.' Right?

“Well.. Um I'm not really a party person but I'm sure my sister is going.” I said, showing little emotion.
 I really didn't know how to respond I didn't want to sound 'thirsty' like I was begging to go because I wasn't then again I didn't want to sound rude either or nerdy.
 Ugh I'm such a mess right now all because of him and his god damn gorgeous self.

He looked me in the eyes , his gaze was so intense. Those light blue ocean eyes looked like the clear ocean waters you'd see in places like Trinidad or Tobago. He was just a work of art, I felt like he was piercing into my soul every time our eyes met. 
“Well you should come have your sister show you around and get you used to other big names in the school.” When he said that I snapped back  into reality I was a freshman, he probably felt bad for me.

His girlfriend finished tanning, she was now golden and gorgeous and they were making out yet again. Besides their raunchy displays of PDA I couldn't stop thinking about that party should I go?