Chapter One

"Hey, where are you?"

"I'm walking to a store."

"So . . . did you blaze it with Max?"

I laughed and pressed the phone back to my ear, "Yeah."

"Don't trip, I'm high too." Lilly giggled.

"Dude, I got the munches."

"Me too, dude."

I looked up to see the faded light coming from the drug store ahead. Uncle Sam's was the drug store all the kids went to at any hour of the day.

"I'mma get some chips," I said into the phone.

"I have some here. Dude, hurry up, this party is crazy!" she sounded muffled.

"All right. Better not drink without me."

"Hell no I won't."

I smiled and hung up, shoving it in my back pocket. I got to the store and grabbed any bag of chips I saw first. Sam eyed me while I payed. Maybe it's my red eyes? Sam was about in his 40s, his dark hair already falling out. But his green eyes kept the ladies coming.

I grinned when I grabbed my chips and walked out. I opened it, shuddering at the mouth watering smell. I popped one in my mouth after another. When I looked up, I noticed a couple against the wall that was coming up beside me. A scream stopped me when I passed them.

I reached up to touch me ears, "Fuck. Keep it down, girly."

The guy tilted his head towards me. It was too dark to earth one of their faces, but the dim light from a nearby street light showed his lower face. His mouth was tugged up in a smirk.

"From the scream I can tell it's your first time," I spoke blindly to the girl. I heard a low chuckle, obviously belonging to the guy. "But really, here? Of all the places, here? There's a back seat of a car, the park over there. Fuck, in a freakin' bathroom would be better!" There was another chuckle. "Man, I'm sorry. I'm so high," I whispered.

"Yeah. I can smell it on you," a deep, dark voice said.

"Are you two fucked up?" I asked.

"Not yet."

"Now that's what's up!" I laughed, walking down the street. I was about two yards away when I heard another scream. I shook my head and looked over my shoulder. "Those kids."

I looked up at the two story house, teenagers filling it up. I walked in, shoving my way through the living room. I see Lilly and Leo making out on the couch. I go and sit on her lap, being a total cock block.

"Can I join?"

She pulled away and laughed. "Your here!"

"Hell yeah. Now let's go." I got up, pulling her with me, and headed to the kitchen. We got a couple of shots of something.

Leo was known for his parties. Most of the parties are always at his place. His parents didn't really care only if nobody drives drunk or buzzed.

He's been our friend for three years ago and started dating Lilly a year after. He has messy blond hair with adorable brown eyes, standing at 6 foot tall.

After about five shots and two cups of spiked punch, Lilly and I were fucked up. Not enough to pass out and have a chance to get raped, just out of it. See, Lilly was a loud drunk. She would yell in your ear just to say a joke. Me? I'm an easing going drunk. I just go with the flow.

"Rose, hey!" I turn to see Max shove a blond girl off him, making his way over to me.

Max was a giant. Six foot two and built like crazy. I could wrap my hands around his biceps and my fingers wouldn't touch. His skin was naturally tanned with brown hair. His ocean blue eyes got all the girls falling for him - plus his body and charm. His been mine and Lilly's friends sense the freakin' fifth grade.

"Hey, Max."

"How you fillin'?"

"I thought about it, "Good."

He laughed his deep laugh. "Nice."

"And you?" He was rocking back and forth. He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm fucked up."

I patted his shoulder, "At least your honest."

We speared at that. I made my way to the living room, taking a seat on the couch watching a couple of guy throw a pink bra around.

Too say I had a hangover was the understatement of the year. My head was pounding in my skull. I sat up and glance at my clock on my bedside table. 6:00Am. Fuh. I threw the blankets off me and jumped into the shower. After a long warm shower and brushing my teeth, I went to my closet. I scanned the racks of cloths, grabbing whatever ever. I ended up grabbing a dark gray V-neck, my leather jack and dark skinny jeans. I slipped my converses - which reminds me that I need to buy new ones - and grabbed my book bag, slowly walking down stairs. Really, I was a freakin' snail.

"Off to school?"

I looked to the side of me to see my mother sitting with her leg tucked under her on the couch with a cup of coffee in her hands. To be honest, my mom doesn't look bad for her age. Well, she is only thirty-eight years-old. She has black hair - which I got from her - that reached the middle of her back with big blue eyes.

"Yeah. Bye."

"Have a nice day." she smiled., then frown. "Don't get into any more fights."

I smiled and waved. She always tells me that when I go somewhere, school included. You could say I'm a bit of a trouble maker. I'm not like those A students that never do anything risky in their life's, but not the exact opposite either. I do get good grades, real good, but also have some fun. You know all those riots, moshing, foods fights and all? I start most of them at my school. I get into fights, talk about, and speak my mind and more.

I am, though, the opposite of cheerleaders. don't get me wrong, I'm not emo, just not preppy. I don't like nail polish - only if it black or bloody red. I love rock and punk music and stuff, the color black. Again, not emo.

But my looks sent that differently to others. I have black hair, kind of petite body, 5'4 with hazel eyes. Nothing big.

I look up at our 'We're So Better Than You' school. Our school only cared about two things: One, the looks. Two, the football team. The school is, somehow, always clean and the football team always wins.

The letters 'Princeton High' are painted gold and blue, the colors that will never go together, with an Eagle next to it. I walked in the stupid place and headed to the biggest tree out in the front. Lilly, Max and Leo, (along with other friends of ours), hanging under it.

"Rose, hey!" Max jerked his head at me.

"Hey, Rose!" Lilly smiled, Leo nodding at me.

I tossed my bag on the floor, setting on top of the table next to us. "Hey." We started talking but was cut off when Max whistled under his breath.

"Damn. That's a nice car." He nodded his head towards the student parking lot across from us.

A gray Mustang was pulling up, music pouring out the rolled down windows. Our group, along with a few others, got quiet as we watched the scene of the unknown car park. It was like one of those movies when the car turns off, the door on the diver side slowly opening then . . .Bam! A boy pops out. Oh, wait. The other side door was opening . . .Bam! A girl comes out. Just like the movies.

From wear I was sitting, I couldn't see what they looked like. What I can see is that the diver - the boy - was wearing mostly all black while the girl wore blues and whites.

"New kids," Leo grumbled, pulling Lilly on his lap.

"Wonder what the girl looks like." Max smirked, the muscle in his arms flexing. As if the girl can see. Moron.

"Wonder what the boy looks like," Lilly teased Leo frowning at her.

Lilly was a chill type of person. Her dark blond hair reached her back, bangs going across her forehead. Her eyes were the prettiest blue I've ever seen.

I sat quietly, watching them walk up to each other and say something to one another. They started for the office, disappearing inside. I slid my eyes over to the car again. Man that is one beautiful Mustang. Gary paint job, black rims, tinted windows, it looked like if it was just bought yesterday or even today.

"Hm, wonder what grade there in," Max's words pulled me back to the real world.

"The girl is a Junior. The guy a senior." They turned to look at me, questions written on their faces. "It's just a guess."

"Maybe."

The bell rang, scaring Nate, making a scream come out of him. Nate is a 5'4, petite guy - which he is gay. His longish black hair, tips dyed blue, cute baby blue eyes, and puck style was him all wrapped up. He has been my best friend ever sense the second grade.

"Nate, we could do without all the screaming," Max grinned, lightly punching his shoulder.

Nate dropped his jaw and grabbed his injured arms. "first, ow. And the bell scared me, not my fault."

I jumped off the table and grabbed his hand. "Don't worry, Nate," I bent down, scooping my bag up, "I still love you."

He grinned up at Max. "Ha!"

We walked over to the lockers, our hands swinging between us. I released his hand and unlocked my locker.

"So, Nate, found any guys yet?" I grabbed my moth book, looking up at his smooth face.

He tapped his chin, "Love that you said yet. And there was this one guy at this party."

I slammed my locker. "Well? Did anything happen?"

He smiled and started walking, making me follow. "His name was Kevin. Brown hair, brown eyes. Kind of cute. All we did was kiss." I gave him a 'sure-all-you-did-was-kiss' look. "Okay, okay. We made out."

I laughed and smiled at him. We laughed and enter Mr. Adam's classroom.

Nate touched my arm then made his way to the front of the class. Bad grade equals a seat in the front of the class. Good grade equals any seat you want. Like me. I made my way in the back of the room, slamming my book on the table. Three... Two... One...

"Miss Daiz. It's nice to see your here today." Mr. Adam's called out through his teeth.

I smiled, taking my seat. I laughed when he started turning red.

"Class, you may have heard, we have a new student today." For some odd reason he was looking - glaring - at me while he talked. "Will you please come in?"

The whole class turned toward the slowly opening door making eye one to roll their eyes. When it was fully open, a girl with long black hair and beautiful blue eyes was standing in the door way.

I swear, you could hear the gasp go around the room.

She glanced around and walked to the front of the room. "Hey." God. Ever her voice was pretty. "My name is Violet Preston."

"Glad to have you, Violet. Now, please take that seat in the back. Maybe your good could rub off on Miss Rose."

I sat up. I looked to my left, seat taken. I looked to my right, seat empty. Dammit. I bit my lip and looked up as she took the seat. I looked her up and down, a frown on my lips. Too girly. She was wearing a skirt the reached the middle of her thighs, a weird girly shirt and flats.

I chuckled and sat forward. The cheerleader will get to her. Nate was looking back at me, a grin on his lips. I shook my head."

"Now, let's start, class."

"She's pretty. The new girl." Nate said, grabbing my hand. It was annoying at when we first meet, people would have never guess I would let him do so, but I ended up loving it.

"Give it a few days and she'll become a slut with the cheerleaders in no time," I muttered.

He stopped, pulling my with him. "What's with you? Is something wrong?"

"You know what it is."

He sighed, walking again. "Well, let's go out tonight. Me, you and Lilly."

"And what are we going to do?"

"Duh. Fucken party." He smiled at me and walked off.

Second and third period went by in a blur with Lilly. And the next thing I know, it's lunch. Freakin' hot dogs today!

"Rose, liking that hot dog a bit too much?" Max chuckled, Leo laughing along.

I slowly bit into it, "Fuck yeah."

Max would have said more but Nate sat down. Max was a big time joker, but jokes can get a bit hurtful to Nate and others... but mostly Nate when it comes to gay jokes. Don't get him wrong, he likes gays, but isn't one. Get it?

"We have the new girl in math first period." Nate grinned, his lip ring shinning in the light.

"Is she hot?" After Nate gave Max an 'I'm-gay-remember' look he nodded.

"Sorry man."

"She is pretty. But Rose is sexier."

"Shut up, Nate." I muttered.