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A/N: Well Miss Leia and I(Nicoley) are back! WOOHOO! Ok for those of you who don't know us please continue reading this paragraph! Those of you who do know us, please skip to the next paragraph! OK! Hello! I am Nicoley and I post my friend's (whom we call Miss Leia) stories for her. She writes this-Not me! Now don't worry-she sees your reviews (so please review! 'Cause she loves 'em!)

Miss Leia has decided to write again! WOOHOO! And now here's the Intro and Chapter 1!

Perfect

INTRO

Perfect. That's how most would describe my life. Perfect grades, perfect hair, perfect face, perfect body, perfect boyfriend, perfect life.

Please.

If there's one thing I'm sure about, my life is anything but perfect. That is, unless perfect is suddenly spelled F-A-K-E. Nobody is really how they seem. Take it from someone who knows.

CHAPTER 1

Cindy Vortex stared down at her pathetic excuse for a lunch, half listening to the girls around her babble uselessly about their melodramatic lives.

"…and I was all, 'Oh em gee!' And she was all, 'Whatever.' And I was like, 'Fine,' and she was like 'Yeah.' She's such a bitch." Mel Davis finished, the whole table looking at her in shock.

"Oh my God! Why did she even talk to you like that?" Betty Quinlin asked, her hazel brown eyes wide with surprise.

"I think we've established that she's a bitch," Brittany chimed in from across the table. "And to think we were once friends with her."

"I know, she's so dumb," Mel added, turning to Cindy. "What do you think Cin?"

"Huh? Oh…yeah, sure," Cindy replied half-heartedly. She continued to poke at the cafeteria's feeble attempt at chicken nuggets and french-fries, which really turned out to be burnt hunks of breaded mystery meat and cold, smashed fried potatoes.

"Cin, what's your deal?" Betty asked. "You always have something to say when we talk about Libby." Cindy cringed inwardly.

"I'm just not really up to talking right now," she answered pitifully. She couldn't stand when these girls started talking about her former best friend. But, ever since Libby started dating Sheen, to hang around her would be social suicide. Not to mention who they hung around with…

"CINDY!" Mel shouted right into her ear.

"Oww! I'd like to not go deaf if you don't mind," Cindy responded angrily, rubbing her left ear.

"Sorry, but you didn't answer me. We're all gonna go to the mall and stuff after school, then Tyler's having a party tonight," Mel explained, her eyes lighting up with excitement at the thought of partying at her crush's house. "Are you in?"

"Oh, sorry guys, can't," Cindy said almost automatically. "You see, I'm kind of planning on doing stuff with Nick tonight," she continued.

"Stuff?" Betty asked, raising her eyebrows suggestively.

"Not that kind of stuff," Cindy replied, rolling her eyes.

"Mhm, sure. Well, when you're done with your…uhh…'stuff', come meet us at Tyler's."

"I'll see what I can do," Cindy replied, standing up to throw her tray away. "But now I've got a major biology test I have to make up. Later." Cindy threw her trash away and started walking out of the cafeteria, feeling the familiar sting of Libby's eyes boring into the back of her head.