Chapter 1 - The beginning of the beginning
My name is Alison Fuller, tamer. All my life I had a status at my school (not tamer school) for being the quiet girl.
The unpopular one.
The forever lonely one.
Lay, my best friend, keeps telling me that a boyfriend is the only solution. Hah. She can't hide the tone and the real reason. She's says she only wants to help me.
I can see through her lies.
She sees me as a burden. A heavy one. A load to carry and take care unless you find a solution.
Elena, my equally best friend, has been spending all her time fighting Gorkas with this new boy, Zick who lives next door. I don't mind but she hangs out with him too much.
I was walking home one day when Lay came up to me holding an invite to some guys party.
"I'm not going." I said. my feet firmly on the ground.
Big mistake.
Lay says these parties are for me to find a boyfriend but it's usually her who gets all the boys. She goes, flirts , turns on the charms and bam. Every boy is dancing with her while I stay near the food table pretending to be as hungry as anything. This time? No difference.
We are at Avery's house, some guy from my absolutely normal school. "Hey boys, let's get this party started." Lay said, entering with a smile. Avery grabs her around the waist and starts making out with her in the middle of the room. I couldn't help but to watch. After grabbing some punch, I went to sit down on the couch next to this blonde boy. Avery's arms moving up and down Lay's waist. I squirm slightly and found the blonde boy putting his arms around my neck. "Let's go to the kitchen or something." he said. I was just happy he wasn't going to do anything Avery was going to do so I followed, the punch left untouched.
In the kitchen, the blonde boy reaches for the fridge. "You want coke, soda or something?" I shook my head. I've been reading to many stories about drugs in drinks. The boy must have read my mind because he closed the door and got a bottle of mineral water instead. He had to open the cap with a small, click so I knew no one could have possibly put drugs in it. He smiled at me. I blushed. I took a cup and followed him outside. He started talking. "You would have thought they would do it in a bedroom or something." I knew he was talking about Lay and Avery. "I'm tired of him hogging all the ladies." Then I realized I did not understand what he said. He reached up to me, his hands on my shoulder. "You're not like other girls."
"Damn glad I'm not." (me) Speaking for the first time. "The boy's hand stroked my face. I realized what he was going to do. But I wanted him to do it. His lips were almost touching mine when Lay came out screaming. "You guys, only one make out per customer. Come on Alison let's go...oh, am I interrupting something?" Lay said with a smile. The boy immediately pushed me away, colour reaching up to his face. I smiled at him. "So I'll see you then?" The boy's face was still red. "You got it." I turned to Lay. 'So are we going?"
Lay's smile faded. "Oh, you want to leave? I was just saying that Avery and I are going upstairs to ... you know. I just wanted to tell you in case you wanted to find me." I was shocked. It was eleven. It was a rule that I'll be back at eleven thirty on weekends. "We're not leaving?" I said weakly. Lay laughed. "Now, when the party's just started? No way. Now 'm going upstairs. If you wanna leave, leave." I just stared at her with my mouth open as she turned and left. The blonde boy patted me on the shoulder. 'Come on Alison. I'll walk you home." I let him take my hand, and let him wipe the tears from my eyes. "You have beautiful eyes." I smiled.
On the way home, neither of us said much. The blonde boy didn't say much as the red colour on his face has not left. When I reached my house, I gave him a hug, waved goodbye, and went into my house.
That was the last I saw of him.