I seriously have too many ideas…and I so I keep coming up with new stories and I never finish them…Ugh, I've got to stop doing this, but I can't. So here's another idea that became another story. You guys will seriously have to PM me everyday to make me continue all my stories.

Disclaimer: This story is kinda based off/simliar to The Market by J.M. Steele.

I never really considered myself unpopular or socially handicapped. You know, I was one of those kids that were right in the middle. But now that I was all by myself at Alicia Rivera's annual Halloween party, I felt more unpopular as ever before. I knew absolutely no one. None of my friends had gotten invited, so why was I invited? I had absolutely no clue.

I was sitting down on the couch in the Rivera's massive living room, pretending to be interested in the family photos that were lying on the table. There were pictures of Alicia in Hawaii, Italy, France, Germany, Japan…you name it. That girl has been everywhere. Not to mention she had a private jet that was ready twenty four-seven, ready to take her anywhere she wanted. Last year, she even left in the middle of math class to go to Italy to purchase these new and exclusive Gucci sunglasses that had just come out.

Alicia was the type of girl that everyone envied and wanted to be. Except me. I absolutely despised her. Everything from her gigantic boobs and her long thick black hair, to the faux Spanish side of her. She had a black AmEx card, a red Porsche, and everything else a teenage girl could possibly want. Oh, yeah, did I mention that she had a super hawt brother who's a year older? His name was Cam Rivera. But they technically weren't related at all to each other. Cam was adopted when he was 10. He was the captain of the lacrosse team and swimming team. Every girl was drooling over Cam, but he never dated any of the juniors because Alicia was super protective of him. She would kill anyone who tried to get with him. Right now, he was single. He was probably the hottest guy at school-too bad he was Alicia's brother.

Suddenly, a group of girls dressed up as angels stumbled into the room and nearly tripped on my outstretched feet. Their drinks sloshed around as they tried their best to maneuver around me.

"Oops!" A girl exclaimed, when a bit of her drink spilled onto my costume. "Sorry, Cinderella!" Her friends giggled as they left the room.

"Shit," I muttered, looking down at my now stained dress. It had cost quite a fortune to get and I was planning on returning it after the party. No one wanted to wear a stupid hand me down dress to the party.

I got up and quickly scurried to the nearest bathroom, hoping no one would see me in my ruined dress. Once I was inside a bathroom, I took off my mask. I knew the mask wasn't a part of the dress or the party, but I had gotten it just in case, so no one would recognize me and make any rude remarks. I took out a pen type of thing that removed stains. Okay, call me a freak for bringing this, but I wanted to be prepared and it looks like my preparedness actually came in handy. I started gently rubbing the pen on my stain and pretty soon, the stain was disappearing. I sighed a breath of relief. The stain was barely noticeable now. Hopefully the store would take it back. I glanced at myself in the mirror and reapplied some lip gloss. I smoothed my hair and checked my cell phone to see if there were any text messages from Dylan Marvil, my best friend since elementary school. Nope. I sighed and opened the door. i found myself face to face with Cam. Well, more like face to back because he was sitting down right outside.

He turned around and stood up. "Oh, hey, you're Massie Block, right? The one in my calculus class?"

Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention I was in his math class because I'm super good in math. Yeah, I had to sit behind him everyday and what did I do? I stared at the back of his gorgeous head. I nodded, surprised that he even knew my name. "Uh, yeah,"

"Cool, I didn't expect to see you here."

Yeah, I know. No one did. "Yeah, I was invited and decided to go because I had nothing else better to do." It was true. I had received an invite in my locker last week.

"Cool," Then he seemed to remember why he was here in the first place. "I gotta use the bathroom, all the other ones are occupied."

I nodded and let him through.

"Maybe I'll talk to you later." He said, before shutting the door.

I smiled and felt happier than I was before. I wandered around from room to room, trying to fit in with the crowd. But there was no success. I walked out onto the balcony and sat down on one of the chairs, enjoying the view. I decided to send Dylan a text.

MassieB: hey, wat r u doing rite now?

DylanM: nothing…just watching a movie w/chris…HAU?

Chris Plover was Dylan's boyfriend and they had been going out ever since the start of school this year.

MassieB: sitting all by myself

But at that moment, someone came out onto the balcony and wrapped his arms around me.

"Hey, baby,"

I froze. I knew exactly who the person was. It was Josh Hotz, Alicia's boyfriend. I turned around and peeled his arms off of me. But then he immediately put them back on. I looked at him and noticed that his eyes had a glazed over kind of look. He was drunk.

"Josh, what are you doing?" I asked, getting up.

"I'm trying to be with my girl," He slurred, reaching for me.

I slapped his hands away. "Josh, you're freaking drunk," I snapped, "I'm not your girlfriend. Alicia's your girlfriend." I slapped him on the face and he staggered back, clutching his face. He grinned and lumbered towards me. I panicked and froze. What was I going to do? Josh was six feet tall and was super strong.

Suddenly, Josh was pulled away and pushed into a chair. I looked to see how my savior was. Eh. Ma. Gawd. It was none other than Cam and he wasn't looking too happy.

"What do you think you're doing?" He hissed.

"Nothing," Josh muttered,

Cam shoved Josh into a chair and shook his head.

"Josh?!" Alicia shrieked, appearing out of nowhere. She was standing at the doorway with her two best friends, Claire and Kristen. "What were you doing?"

"He was trying to kiss Massie," Cam said,

"You were?" Alicia yelled, her voice shrill enough to break everyone's eardrums. She walked up to him and smacked him on the head. "Why? I can't believe you!"

"I'm sorry," Josh muttered, bending his head down in shame like a little puppy. "I'm drunk and I didn't know what I was actually doing."

Alicia seemed to take sympathy on him and cracked a smile. "It's okay, as long as you promise me not to do it again."

"I promise," He muttered and then he winked at me.

I gasped. Unbelievable. Josh was such a freaking liar. I looked around to see if anyone had noticed, but apparently no one did. They were all too absorbed in the moment with the It couple.

"I'm, uh, going to go now," I muttered, moving towards the door. but Alicia blocked my way and stared at me, as if noticing me for the first time.

"What are you doing here?" she hissed. "No one invited you," Her diamond TPC necklace glittered in the light. TPC stood for The Pretty Committee and only Alicia's closest friends had one. Kristen and Claire were the only other ones that had them.

"Um, actually, I got an invite in my locker last week."

"Oh," Alicia seemed puzzled, "Maybe that was by mistake. Oh well, whatever,"

My face burned and I quickly pushed my way through. Alicia caught up with me and whispered into my ear. "You better watch out, ninenty-nine." She turned around and walked back to the party.

Ninety-nine? I frowned. What the hell did that mean?...

So yeah. What do you guys think? Do you guys think I should continue this or not? Let me know in a review!