*Brittany's P.O.V*

Once at the school, I pull in to a parking spot, and park my car.

I look over at Karly.

"You ready?" I ask.

She just nods slightly and sighs.

Don't worry Karly, I feel the same way.

I take the keys out of the ignition, and open the door to my baby.

I slowly slide off of her black leather seats, and shut the door behind me, clicking the lock button as I turn to walk away.

Yes, I know, the way I describe my car sounds pretty intimate, but she's just such a good car.

Anyways, I wish I could just go home, and not have to be at this place.

But home isn't better. It's worse actually.

I look over at Karly and smile as she runs over to her friend Casey and hugs her.

Karly and me are exact opposites.

She's popular, I'm not.

She has blonde hair, I have black hair.

She's 5'6, I'm 5'2.

She is really talkative, I keep to myself.

She has curly hair, and mine is straight, for the most part.

She's 14 and I'm 18.

She's happy, I'm depressed.

She's strong, I'm weak.

She's not broken, I'm broken.

There's a lot of more things that I could go on about but I won't bore you to death.

The only thing even remotely similar is our eyes.

We both have blue eyes, but hers are a baby blue and mine are a dark blue.

When I see my best friends Alice and Rebecca, I smile.

Alice has short curly brown hair, freckles, and gorgeous green eyes.

Rebecca has long straight blonde hair, glasses, and pretty brown eyes.

I run over and jump on Alice's back making her squeal.

"Oh my goodness!" She screams as she turns around and tries to shake me off.

I just laugh and cling on as tight as I can until she stops moving and I can safety get off.

I start to laugh even harder at her facial expression and she glares at me.

If looks could kill, I'd so be dead right now.

I laugh at my thoughts and turn around to enter the school.

As I make it in to school, I already dread my classes.

I have math first, and I absolutely HATE math.

After math, I have English, then US studies, science, lunch, art, and to finish off my amazing (note the sarcasm) day, I have gym.

I suck at gym. I can't play sports at all.

The only sport I'm actually good at is volleyball, and we already finished that unit so now I'm screwed.

Basically in gym all I do is stand around and do nothing, or make a fool of myself and get embarrassed.

I walk over to my locker and open it, stuffing all of my books in it besides my math book and binder.

I close my locker in a hurry and rush to math, barely making it before the bell rings.

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I frown as I sit down at our normal lunch table, waiting for my friends.

They're normally here first.

Where are they? I hate being alone. People give me anxiety.

Today has felt like I have been here forever and it's only been a couple hours.

I'm really happy school was almost over.

I just have to get through two more classes, I can do that.

Just then, Barbie herself walks in to the cafeteria and I roll my eyes.

Oh great, so this day is just gonna keep getting worse.

Of course decides to come to my table and harass me, but it's not like I expected anything different.

"Ewh, you shouldn't wear that shirt, fatso." She sneers and her 'minions' laugh.

Looking down at the table, I try to ignore what she's saying.

But it is true.

"No one cares about you, why don't you just kill yourself already?" She snorts.

I don't know why I haven't. I should... I'm just a problem.

She always insults me, but I never get the nerve to say anything to her.

"No one will ever love you. I doubt your parent's even love you."

You have no idea, Ashley.

"Aww, cat got your tongue? Or do you realize how much of a waste of space you are?"

Look here you sparkle wearing bitch, if you don't leave me alone I'm going to shove a rainbow up your ass, because then you'll be pretty on the inside at least.

I laugh at my self and then realize that wasn't a smart idea because Blonde Bimbo stares at me like I'm stupid.

"Talking to your self again?" She questions, with a small smile.

I just stare at her.

Seeing she isn't going to get a reaction from me, she laughs and turns around to walk away, her minions following her.

If you couldn't tell, she's the popular girl that everyone likes.

Well everyone acts like they like her because in reality, she's a royal bitch.

They're just friends with her so they can get in with her rich kid friends, and hang out at her huge house.

Don't get me wrong, my family is rich as well, but I don't go around shoving that in peoples face.

The only people that know that I'm rich is Alice and Rebecca and I'd like to keep it that way.

Yeah, people know I have a BMW but they all just assume that it was passed down or something.

Finally, after sitting at the lunch table by myself for a couple minutes, my friends arrive at lunch.

"Sorry Brit, we were talking to.. ah Ms.Alegan." Alice hesitates, but then she smiles apologetically.

"Nah, you're fine," I smile back at her.

"I can't wait until tonight!" Rebecca practically screams waving her arms up and down.

She kinda looks like a chicken.

I start cracking up and she looks at me, a little confused.

"Sorry. Yeah! I can't either!" I try to mimic her voice, and she just playfully glares at me.

Pulling my lunch out of my lunch box, I look around the cafeteria.

Suddenly, I make eye contact with Bimbo, and quickly look away, not wanting any more trouble.

I mean, I already know I'm stupid, and that I don't mean anything to anyone, so why do I need her to tell me that?

I stare down at my food and slowly eat it.

Alice and Rebecca continue the conversation about tonight, and I just tune them out, like usual, until the bell rings signaling the end of lunch.

I carefully get up, putting my trash in my lunch box, and grab my stuff starting to head to my next class.

Rebecca stops me and quickly hugs me.

"Bye Bec, see ya at 7," I say with a smile and turn around, making my way to my next class.

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The rest of the day goes by in a blur.

Karly left for her friends as soon as we got home from school so I was left home alone.

My sperm donors are at work.

Currently, I'm sitting on the couch at home watching Supernatural.

Dean currently has his shirt off so I realllyyy don't want to tear my gaze from the screen.

What can I say? Dean is definitely hot. But I mean, so is Sam...

The door bell rings, and I feel like killing the person on the other side of it.

I groan, getting up from the couch and waddle over to the door never taking my eyes off of the tv screen.

I open the door without checking who's there, and go back and sit on the couch.

Wow, I should starting caring who's at my door. It could be a murderer.

Rebecca barges in to my house and looks at me with her mouth wide open.

"What the fuck are you doing sitting on the couch? Get your ass up, we have to get ready to partayyyyy!" She cheers happily.

Oh god. I totally forgot about the club!

I jump up, and quickly turn the tv off, since the scene is over anyways.

I run upstairs, and I hear Rebecca's foot steps following me.

"Where's Alice?" I question, as I walk in to my room, heading directly to my closet.

"I dunno. She said she would be here at 7. Its already 7:15..." She says, but she it sounds like she knows something I don't.

"She's probably fine," I reason.

I start going through the dresses in my closet when I reach a black dress that looks like it would reach about mid thigh.

Its form fitting, and has a sweetheart neck line, with sleeves made of lace.

I pop my head out of the closet and show Rebecca.

"What about this, Bec? Can I pull this off?" I ask, and she stares at the dress in awe.

"You need to wear that," she breathes out, finally looking away from the dress and up at me.

I grin back at her happily.

"Ok." I reply, walking out of my closet and into the bathroom.

I plug my curling wand in after getting it out of the cabinet under the sink, and go to my vanity to start my makeup.

I grab my eyeliner and mascara, but Bec stops me before I can put it on.

"No!" She practically screams, "With that dress, and since you're curling your hair, we HAVE to do smokey eye." She states with a smirk.

"No, not up for discussion, I hate makeup," but even as I say this I know she will make me wear it.

She gives me a pouty look, and I feel myself give in.

"Ugh! Fine! Just not too much," I compromise.

She smiles widely, and sets up the stuff she will need.

Doing my makeup takes way longer then I thought it would, and before long I feel myself start to get anxious.

Once she's done, she turns me to look at the mirror, and I stare at myself in shock.

Well damn.

She did a really good job. I look so different. I look older.

I actually don't hate myself for once.

I shake my head to clear my thoughts and start to walk in to the bathroom when my door bell rings.

"I'll get it!" Bec offers instantly and I nod, continuing to walk in to the bathroom.

I walk straight over to my curling wand, and pick it up.

Grabbing some of my hair, I start to curl it.

I have about 3 strands curled when Alice walks in to the bathroom.

"Hey babe!" She says cheerily.

Turning around, I set the curling wand down.

"Where have you been? We were so worried about you!"

I hug her then look at her expectantly.

She smiles apologetically at me.

"Traffic?" Her voice comes out as more of a question then an answer.

She shrugs and looks disinterested in the conversation so I just turn around and continue to curl my hair.

I watch in the mirror as she exits the bathroom, and shuts the door.

After I finish curling my hair, and putting my dress on, I step out of the bathroom happy with how I look.

"-Yeah, and then Mitch got really pissed of at me." Alice says.

"Who's Mitch?" I interrupt.

"Uhh, he was the guy I was with before I was here. It's not important." Alice says, then coughs nervously.

I thought she said it was just traffic?

I just drop the topic.

My friends look over my outfit, so I do a turn.

"Like whatcha see?" I laugh.

They both nod their heads yes and Alice opens her mouth, but then closes it like a fish out of water.

"Damn gal, you look smokin'." She finally manages to get out.

I smirk at her.

"That's what I was going for." I reply, trying to make my voice as sexy as possible, just joking around.

I walk in to my closet and grab a pair of regular black heels and walk back out, and that's when I notice that they're both ready as well.

Alice looks stunning with a tight black lace crop top, a matching lace skirt that reached her knees, and black high heels.

Her short brown hair straightened perfectly, and her makeup done in light browns showing off her green eyes.

Rebecca looked absolutely beautiful as well. She is wearing a tight white v-neck shirt that shows off her cleavage, and a flowered skater skirt showing off her long, tanned legs. She paired that with black high heels as well.

Her long hair is done in perfect spiral curls, and her purple makeup is making her gorgeous brown eyes pop out.

I nod in approval at them both.

"Ready to go?" I question smirking.

We are gonna make all these guys fall all over us.

They both nod their heads up and down excitedly.

I smile and walk out of the room, grabbing my purse that holds my keys and fake id on the way out.

I walk out of the house first, and lock it after both of them exit.

We hop in to my car, and off we go to the club.

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hope you enjoyed this chapter,

-A