Today is a normal day for me! I get up, shower, do my hair and put on my clothes. Then I got a text from Sara telling me to come to cheer practice today. I love cheering! Today I wore a pair of white skinny jeans, pink flats and a pink tank top. I put my hair in a slick pony. I did my makeup in a natural peach/pink. I grabbed my stuff and went down stairs.
"bye mom! I love you! Bye dad! I love you!" I called out.
"we love you too Krista!" they called out.
I met up with my girls Sara and Angel at first period geometry.
"so what's up?" Sara asks us.
"NM. Just picking out what im going to wear to the dance. Cant wait for prom next year!" I say.
"me neither!" Angel says. We have all been best friends since we joined the cheer squad.
"Krista Newman report to the office." The teacher called out.
"they say it is urgent." Mr. Sam says.
"okay." I say and rush up there.
"Krista your mom is in the hospital." The principle says.
"what?! I need to go up there! Why is she in there?!" I say tears streaming down my face.
"she was in a car wreck. Drunk driver. We…we don't know if she survived." She says. My hand covers my mouth. My face is covered in tears.
"no…no! no! this is not suppose to happen! She was going to do my makeup like I promised her! She was going to help pick out my dress like I promised her! No! please!" I cried.
"im sorry Krista. You can leave school early." The principle says.
"no. im going to stay. My mom would of wanted me to stay." I say getting up and retern to my class in geometry. I sit next to Angel and Sara.
"whats wrong?! What are you crying?" they ask.
"my…my…my m-m-mom w-was in a c-c-car w-wreck. And didn't survive." I whisper.
"oh my goodness! Krista!" Sara says and they both hug me.
"excuse me? No talking we are in class." The teacher says.
"you know what? Screw class." I say and get up and walk out.
I go home in the pouring rain. I just walk. Not knowing where im going. I don't care anymore.
I go home and play on my piano. I play candles by hey Monday and sing the tune. My friends say that band was to punk so they don't listen to it, but I know all there songs.
I went up stairs and gabbed all of my clothes and through them away, I took a trip to hot topic. Everything black. But I did get some light jeans, with holes. I got combat boots, stripped stockings, stud belts, black shirts, black makeup, black nail polish, everything mostly black. All skinny jeans. No regular jeans. I went to a bathroom and changed into a black band tee, my regular holey skinny jeans with my combat boots. I even did my makeup eye shadow in all black. I have to admit. I look hotter than I did as a prep. I went to a salon.
I dyed my brown hair under it black and got choppy layers and choppy straight across bangs. Under my bangs were black too and under all my layers.
"its perfect!" I say. I pay the stylist and grab my bags and load them in my beetle. I don't like my car. Im going to exchange it for a pick up. I went back to school. I had 3 hours left. I went straight to trig. I was 10 minuets late.
"who are you?" the teacher asked as I walked in.
"Krista Newman?" I say in a question form. Everyone's eyes bulge.
"your ten minuets l--- oh excuse me my phone is ringing it's the office. Hello? U huh. She is right here….oh… *gasps*...*hangs up* Krista your excused from any class time today. I know how you feel. My dad died when I was 14." She says. I nod and realize my seat is taken by a punk in a black. He had very tan skin, spiky black hair that wildly coifed up. I looked at his shirt. Hawthorn heights. His ipod was on hawthorn height. The nerd next to him looked as if he were going to piss his pants looking at me.
"um kid, move." I say to the nerd. He nods and gets up and sits next to Angel who is staring at me as if she couldn't believe the captain of the cheer quad turned punk in less than 4 hours. The kid next to me turned off his ipod.
"hey. I'm Krista." I say. He opens his eyes. Whoa. His eyes are icy blue. He looks like Taylor lautner in a punk version.
"hey. Im skylar. Now leave me alone." He says.
"piss off." I say under my breath.
"whats your problem?" he asks.
"my problem is well lets see…my mom died in a car accident less than 5 hours ago, my friends aren't friends with me anymore, and im as sad and angry as hell." I say looking him straight in the eyes.
"right." He says sarcastically. That hurt. How dare he call me a liar about my own mothers death. Tears start to swell in my eyes. I try to suck it up. To late. The tears brimmed over dragging black eyeliner on my cheeks.
"you are serious?" he asks When he sees that I turn my head.
"well let me introduce you to my friends. Since you were not lying about what you said." He says. I turn around and hug him so hard. He is going to take his time to help me. How thoughtful!
"thanks." I whisper.
"yeah, yeah, ok get off of me. I don't want people to think that you are going to lose that hard ass edge I seen when you walked in. let me help with the makeup on your cheeks." He says and uses his finger and whips it away.
"thanks. My mom got hit by a drunk driver. I don't think I can ever open up again. The only way I know how to do that is by music." I say.
"cool. That's how most punks do it." He says with a frown. Hmm?
"like Krista!? Why are you wearing freak clothes?!" angel asks.
"these aren't freak clothes! I like them. I think they are better than prep clothes any day." I say.
"ew. And why were you hugging that freak?" she asks.
"he is not a freak!" I say clenching my fists.
"like we cant be friends with you if you are going to look and be a freak! So pick your choice!" angel says.
"hmmm… that's a hard one. I chose punk." I say sarcastically in the beginning. I really did like the punk life style.
"UGH! FINE! IM GOING TO GET SARA TO TALK SOME SENCE INTO YOU!" she says and marches off.
"now I can see why you guys don't like preps. They are horrible!" I say.
"I know. Being called freak by preps is the worst!" he says in dead sarcasm.
"haha." I say.
"there is that edge again." He says and puts his fist up. I pound his fist. OUCH!
"OUCH! What the hell?!" I ask looking at my fist that was bruised. He looked worried and took off his glove. He had brass knuckles on. My fist was bleeding a little. These weren't regular brass knuckles. These had small spikes.
"oh god! Im hell of sorry! I didn't mean to!" he says looking at my hand.
"dude. Now you are losing your edge. It's a little cut. Who gives a damn?" I ask whipping off the blood with my fingerless gloves.
"wow. I think you were meant for the punk lifestyle." He says with no emotion. Was this guy dead of emotion?
"why are you so…whats the word??...dead?" I ask.
"cause my parents died in a fire and I live on my own, and I used to be a happy kid. But not no more." He says looking at his brass knuckles.
"I know how you feel. Today when they told me. I was all preppy. In white and pink. Then they told me. It was like my heart turned black. I through all my clothes away and went to a long trip at hot topic. Now, I don't feel like I have a heart anymore." I say. He barely smiled.
"it will be fine." He says and gets up and grabs his bags and stands there.
"you coming?" he asks.
"yeah." I say and grab my stuff. We walk to our lockers and drop some stuff off.
"Miss Krista Newman to the office." The announcer spoke in the hall ways. I look at Skylar.
"do you want me to come?" he asks. Still no emotion.
"I don't care." I say. He comes along. We go to the clerk. Her eyes budge when she sees me.
"mrs. Collins wants to talk to you." She says. I felt my heart pace up. I grab hold of skylars hand without thinking and squeeze it hard. Then I let go realizing what I did.
"sorry." I say with no emotion.
"it fine. Lets go." He says and we walk in mrs. Collins office.
"um… you wanted to see me?" I ask. She looks surprised by my new looks.
"um… Krista I don't know if you want Skylar here when I tell you this." She says.
"its fine." I say.
"your father and brother were driving home from the hospital after putting you mother in the custody of the hospital and they were speeding in the rain…. And hit a pole. Im very, very, sorry for your loses today. How old are you?" she asks.
"18." Say no emotion in my voice. Skylark just looks down. I look out the window out in the rain. It never stopped raining in Washington.
"ok. You might want to stay with a aunt or uncle." She says.
"I can live on my own. I do have a job." I say.
"ok." She says and dismisses us from her office. Now my heart had ice forming in it.
"are you ok?" sky asks.
"you know the answer." I say.
"yeah I know. When my parents died I blast korn and marilyn mason, and hey Monday, and puddle of mudd. Do you want to come over and do that?" he asks. I nod.
We went to lunch. We went over to a table with Goths and punks and emos.
"guys, this is Krista. She has no friends besides me. She was told today that her family is dead. Be nice. Krista this is spike." He says pointing to an emo guy with green hair in all black. Cool.
"this is Christine." He says and points to a girl in red and black. She has black long pixie short hair.
"this is max." he says and points to a girl with long blonde hair that was almost white with black stripes. She had purple and black on.
"so whats your story Krista?" spike asks.
"this morning I was called in to be told my mom died. Then just a few minuts ago I was told my brother and dad died." I say.
"life sucks. You have it harsh. And you are still together too. When my family died I was torn to pieces." Christine says. I nod.
"what about you." I ask.
"max was abandoned." Sky says.
"and we don't use our real names. So you need a nickname. Krista is to preppy." Max says. I nod.
"I know! Ellie!" christine says. I smile.
"wow. Is that your first smile today?" max jokes.
"I think so." I say. They all felt no pity for me. I didn't want pity. I have been given pity glances all day!
"no what I hate the most. Pity glances. I have been getting them all day." I say.
"I know!" Christine says.
"me too." Spike says.
"me three." max say at the same time.
"I have a feeling we are all going to get along." Sky says.
"me too." I say.
"hey do you guys want to come over? Krista… I mean ellie were going to blast marilyn mansen." Sky asks. They all nod. Lunches ends. We all dictched the rest of school and went to skys house. Wow. It was huge and he pays for it himself! We all go inside its bright. We all go up to his room which is painted blood red with posters all around. His room is like the size of a ballroom literally. HE HAS A PIANO!'
"you play?" he asks.
"and sing." I say.
"play for us. Do you know the song lithium?" sky asks. I nod.
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow.
Oh, but God, I want to let it go.
In the middle skylar came on guitar and max on drum with Christine on bass. They were all rocking out with me on piano.
Come to bed, don't make me sleep alone.
Couldn't hide the emptiness, you let it show.
Never wanted it to be so cold.
Just didn't drink enough to say you love me.
I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me.
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow.
I don't want to let it lay me down this time.
Drown my will to fly.
Here in the darkness I know myself.
Can't break free until I let it go.
Let me go.
Darling, I forgive you after all.
Anything is better than to be alone.
And in the end I guess I had to fall.
Always find my place among the ashes.
I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me.
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with you.
I'm gonna let it go.
"whoa." They all say and look at me.
"damn you can sing. I would of never guessed. What else do you know?" sky asks.
"do you know candles by hey Monday?" I ask. They all nod
The power lines went out
And I am all alone
But I don't really care at all
Not answering my phone
All the games you played
The promises you made
Couldn't finish what you started
Only darkness still remains
I look over at skylar who was looking at me with a small smile.
Lost sight
Couldn't see
When it was you and me
Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
I'm beginning to see the light
Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
But I think I'll be alright
Been black and blue before
There's no need to explain
I am not the jaded kind
Playback's such a waste
You're invisible
Invisible to me
My wish is coming true
Erase the memory of your face
Lost sight
Couldn't see
When it was you and me
Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
I'm beginning to see the light
Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
But I think I'll be alright
One day
You will wake up
With nothing but "you're sorrys"
And someday
You will get back
Everything you gave me
Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
I'm beginning to see the light
Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
But I think I'll be alright
"dang. Now lets rock out to Marilyn Manson nightmare before Christmas!" max says.
"let me try guitar!" I say to sky.
"you play too?" he asks.
"all my life." I say and he hands me a guitar and we start playing beautiful people by Marilyn Manson. Spike sang the vocals. Both sky and I played guitar. We played all day. Finally it was 9:55.
"I have to go home. My parent… never mind. See you guys later." I say and I was about to head out, then Christine came to me. Why don't we have a gothic sleepover?" she asks. I nod. We drive to her house. Max was there.
"listen we saw sky look at you and smile while you sang candles. Do you like him?" they ask.
"no. why does he like me?" I ask with no emotion.
"we don't know. But he never smiles at us. Not even when we first met." Max says. I shrug my shoulders.
"ok. We are going to paint your nails bring your clothes from your bug." They say and I bring all the clothes and accessories in. they eye my clothes.
"good sence of style." Christine says.
"I like your black Emily pajamas. Change into them the bathroom is down the hall to your right. They say. I change into the black shorts with the black tank top with Emily on them. When I go in Christine is in nightmare before Christmas pajamas, and max is in skelanimal pajamas.
"I like it." They say.
"oh and spike and sky are on there way." Max says. My eyes go wide.
"y-you mean they are going to see me in shorts?! A-a-and a tank top?" I ask.
They nod. Great. Then the door bell rings. I go and get it. It was the guys with four boxes of pizza. They walk into Christine's room and sit on her bean bag chairs. I was very fit so I shouldn't be self conscious. Good thing you couldn't see my bra from my shirt. I entered the room.
"yum pizza!" I say and they all look up spike had max in his lap. And sky looked at me and my outfit. I didn't smile to keep my edge like he says but he made a small smile on his lips. So I made a small smile.
"karaoke!" max screams handing me the microphone she sets it on josey by hey Monday. I start to sing and they watch me in amazement. I finish and I grab a slice of pizza that sky was about to eat out of his hand.
"hey!" he says and grabs me. I start laughing because he started tickling me. I start eating the pizza. Then he grabs my half eaten pizza that I stole from him and takes a big bite.
"hey! My pizza!" I yell.
"you stole it first." He smiles. Did I see a hint of emotion in his eyes. Then we heard someone clear there throat. I looked to see spike. He was looking up at the roof. I grabbed a pizza from the box and started eating. We picked a movie. Hostel and I ended up falling asleep on sky's lap. Sweet dreams came.
how do you like it? i know it was really long! but will ellie AND sky fall in love? continue to read to find out!