It's in your eyes, feelings can't be disguised, cause the truth makes me want you to tell me lies, my biggest fear, is crying motions of tears, I would rather you'd not be so sincere.
How cold could you be, what would you do if you were me, I'm better off, if it's a mystery.

-Tell Me Lies by Ashley Tisdale


Sweet Lies

"Did you see what she was wearing?" Kristen Gregory scoffed. "I mean come awwn, who has layers like that anymore?"

"I heard she got kick out of Abner Double Day for being a total klepto" Olivia Ryan snickered.

"I heard that too!"

The whispers would not stop. Even when she entered a room, people continued to trash her mercilessly. They didn't care if she could hear.

"She's a dyke" Massie Block rolled her eyes.

"Her moms an alcoholic" Layne Abeley added.

"Her dads in jail".

"Her brother's dead".

"I heard he OD".

"I heard that too!"

But what would you do if all the rumors. . . . were true?

"Watch where you're walking new girl" An upperclassman had sneered angrily.

"Reservations only new girl" Dylan Marrvil mocked.

"Excuse me new girl" Even he said it.

"They're just jealous," Her mother would say before knocking back another glass of chardonnay.

"I miss you," Her father wept into the telephone. Staring at her from behind the thick glass.

Her brother was silent. Forever still in his grave.

"Hi" The dark haired girl in the corner would say. "I'm Alicia Rivera".

"I'm Claire. I'm the new girl"


I redid this story. It wasn't like I imagined it the first time so. . . . . . I re-wrote everything. Please, Please, please review. It'd make me so happy ;)