I go to school at Berkeley Hugh, California. I'm a junior there and I'm on the volleyball team. I have blond hair a blue eyes. My name is Bridget. I have a boyfriend, Aaron. He's a jock too and has brown hair and brown eyes.

The first bell goes off and I'm sitting in my first hour, art class. So easy. My boyfriend and my best friend are with me. We all sit at a table with my friend, Rylee's, boyfriend. This is our group with a couple of other people like Maddie and Alex, Kylie and Zack. I guess you could call us the 'cool' people.

"Bridget." Rylee says looking at me. "Hm," I hum. "There's going to be a party held at Kirk Mcray's house tomorrow night, we in," she asks. I nod not really understanding her. "Okay my house 6:00." She says and goes back to the drawing.

Rylee is the artist out of all of us. Maddie is the pretty one and Kylie is the drama queen. I'm the adventurous one.

The days over and I head to my house, alone. My parents are off working and my older brother has already gone off to college. I grab a bag of pretzels and head to the couch. I read my phone and Aaron has texted me.

A: come on over😘

So I do I walk over to his house which is just a block away. I get to the house and knock on the door. "I'm coming baby." He yells. "Kira..," he begins and frowns when he sees me. "Kira," I ask. A green car pulls up in his driveway. I brunette walks out and looks at us. "Aaron," I start but choke on the words. "Uh Brook," he looks at me sadly. Tears fill my eyes. "Oh hey Bridget, yeah I'm fucking your boyfriend," Kira is the biggest slut in our school. "I can't believe you," I turn to Aaron and slap him in the face. "You told me you loved me," I scream and slap him again. "Bridget I'm sor," he begins but I walk away from him. "Bridget ," he shouts after me. I don't listen and run back home, crying.