A/N: Holla! Oh Jesus, I just said holla. Ok right, um this is the sequel cause if I didn't do one, I think many people would have been coming after me. Twisted Beauty, I know I didn't make it clear exactly what Riley did, but you'll find out in this story. To everyone else thanks for the reviews! Please review this one! Oh, and this chapter is realllllly short! The next ones will be longer. Lol

Disc: Don't own em. Not even Missy, or Maddie, or any of them. Teachers I don't own either, Mr. Santiago is real. And if I don't update for a really long time, its because he hasn't been inspiring me, so go kick his ass!

You must read Leave Your Mark before reading this!

"I never found out how she survived all of the sadness she kept inside
I never found out how she could lie with a smile on her face
and the scratches she'd hide"

Love Her, Seether.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure"

"It's such a pity…"

"I didn't ask for your pity. Just do it" Riley snapped

Two hours later Riley left the hair salon with shoulder length dark red hair. Running her hands through it, she stopped and looked into a car window. Gone were her glasses and the long dark brown hair that Randy had loved. Stupid wasn't it? To think she could hurt her ex-boyfriend just by cutting off her hair. But the mere thought that it was possible, was enough for Riley to do it.

She had changed. Within one month she had changed so drastically, that people didn't even know her anymore. Riley closed herself off to the world. To her parents, to the few friends she had. To her teachers.

Flashback

"Riley!" Mr. Santiago called

"What?" Riley said, stopping and looking at him

"Look, it was…"

"Whatever" Riley cut him off and walked away leaving the teacher standing in the hallway.

End Flashback

Riley continued walking and hopped into her car. Turning on the radio she blasted Indian Music. Indian Music always put her in a semi-good mood. It made her dance, and since she didn't know the language all that well, she could make assumptions just by listening to the singer's voice and how he played with it.

It was March 2005. Still her senior year in High School. The same all girls catholic high school. She was still at odds with Missy, and she was pulling away from Madison. Well trying anyway, Madison wasn't exactly letting her go easily. Somehow she had even managed to get her to go to a retreat in 2 week. WTF? A retreat? With forty girls. Freakin insane.

Riley glanced down at her caller id as her cell phone began to ring. She answered her phone and sighed

"Yes?"

"Are you still in?"

Riley remained silent for a minute considering her options

"Look Riley, this could be it. This is your opportunity. What did Eminem say? This opportunity only comes once in a lifetime? Or something like that" The voice said on the other end

"Yea I'm in. And please don't ever quote Eminem again" Riley replied coolly.

"You've changed"

"Duh."

"I don't think its for the better." The voice said worried.

"Join the freakin line" Riley snapped and hung up the phone.

She was moving on with life. And that was the only thing she could do. Move on.