Title: I fall as hard as I try
Chapter 1: A new school year
Beep, Beep, beep, beep I groaned as my alarm clock went off informing me that it was 6:45am in the morning, I sighed hitting the clock to silence the ear piercing sound of my alarm before slowly standing up from my bed with effort.
I looked to my right were a calendar hug from my yellow walls, it read Monday 21th September which meant it was the first day of school which meant that summer was officially over.
Summer just wasn't long enough and it seemed like just yesterday summer stared but alas it wasn't, summer was always my favorite time of the year spending three mouths in the Hamptons with my BFF's, we'd spend most of our time either sitting by the pool or shopping life was good.
Today was the first day of my senior year can you believe I'm graduating this year, I can't believe this time next year I'll be waking up in a dorm at Yale if I have anything to say about it, unlike all my friends I actually have a brain, but I don't tend to share the fact that I'm top of our class with anyone.
You see I'm popular people even call me the queen of Helen Moore high school, and if people knew I was first in our class I'd be dammed a loser for the rest of my high school life and I'd die before I let that happen.
I walked over to my wardrobe and swung the wooden doors open reveling my many clothes; I sighed as reaching inside the closet and pulling out my school uniform; goodbye to wearing whatever I want, I attend HMHS which is short for Helen Moore high school which was were all the kids of the rich and famous went.
Behind the tall tree's that cover the school from outside eye's, was were some of the world's most important children and by important I mean rich of course spent over half of their time. I threw my uniform on the bed before walking over to the mirror; I looked at my reflection examining my shoulder length brown hair, touching my white skin that almost looked porcelain, rubbing my ice cold blue eyes.
I sighed in frustration, every girl wanted to be me, every guy wanted to date me but I just didn't see it, when I look at my reflection all I see are all my imperfections, I grabbed the rubber band that sat on the counter of my dresser and tied my hair into a low bun before walking back over to my bed to grab my uniform before heading for the shower.
Stepping into the hallway, I letting the cold air surrounded me before walking down the long corridor leading to the master bathroom, I only had brother who was away at college on a football scholarship so the bathroom was all mine. I made my way into the bathroom letting the smell of lavender and roses that came from the flower scented candles, that my mother puts all over the house, hit me hard.
Placing uniform on the hanger, I quietly shut the door behind me, before stripping myself of my clothes; which was a matching pair of purple silk pajamas and walked into the shower, turning on the hot water on, letting it rain down on my body. A sigh escaped my lips, I didn't want to leave the shower, the feeling of the hot water against my skin, left like heaven to me, grabbing one of the white towels, and I rapped it tightly around myself, before exiting the bathroom.
I quickly with care dried myself from head to two before applying my moisturizing cream which was a suggestion from my mother. I remember her coming back from one of her shopping trips and placing the bottle of dove moisturizing cream in front of me and saying "darling, you've been spending most of you time in the sun lately I bought you this" she said pointing to the bottle with a smile "I wouldn't want my little girl to get dry skin".
I'd like to mention one thing, my mother is evil, she may act like she cares, but there's a bitchy underlining behind every one of her gifts. Once I was done taking care of my skin I quickly put on my favorite piece of clothing in the world (note my sarcasm). I did all my other usual things like put on my makeup and brush and brush my curly hair, before exiting the bathroom. I sighed why do we girls have to get all glossed up for school when the guys sometimes can't even be bothered to have a shower?
Great know my minds' on boys, the last thing I wanted to think about, you see I don't have a boyfriend at the moment, and it's not because I couldn't get one, it's because I tend to have a little problem when it comes to being faithful part. The four years of my dating life I haven't been able to stay in a relationship without cheating on the person, bad I know.
I don't know what wrong with me but as soon as I get comfortable with a guy, I ruin everything by cheating on said guy, I'm such a great person (note my sarcasm). But there only one guy I've ever really wanted and his name is nick grey, third oldest child of Paul and Denise Jonas. Yes that right I said Jonas.
You're probably wondering where you've heard that name before I'll tell you, their father Paul Grey happens to be the Paul Grey owner of shark mega shop one of the most popular shopping malls in the world. That's right the mega shop now a day's is like McDonalds you see them everywhere, whether it's London to Paris or even Japan.
That's right and one of his sons nick happens to attend our school, the other beings to old or to young, Nick's happens to be in my years, lucky us, his a god and I'm not lying I swear, there's only one problem he doesn't pay me any attention. Me! I'm queen of the school and I'm always nice to everyone and all I've ever gotten out of him is a "hey" as his walking into the math's class which we have together or when his with his other teams mate's from the football and I'm walking down the hallway but that's it not even a wink.
And I'm telling you, he flirts with everyone. So I have to ask myself what wrong with me? But every single time I talk about him my friends tell me not to bother because his big on being faith full and went a bit crazy when his last girlfriend cheated on him. But come on how crazy could this kid be? I walked back into my bedroom and picked up my purple book bag and blackberry which was sitting on my bedside table before heading down stairs for breakfast.
As I walked down the stairs I was greeted with the smell of bacon and eggs maid by our chief of course. The one and only time my mother had tried to cook something she burnt down the kitchen, not that she didn't love the fact that she could go out and buy a new kitchen. My stomach growled as I walked into the kitchen just noticing that I was hungry.
"Good morning sweet heart" cooed by mother as I walked over to the fridge to pour myself a glass of orange juice. "Hey mum" I said as I took a glass out of the cabinet and the orange juice from the fridge. "Excited for you first day back?" she asked while reading one of her fashion magazines, "Yeah sure" I said putting a fake smile on my face.
Well I loved my school but there was always so much Drama which I for one could never stand; after I placed the orange juice back in the fridge I walked over to the table and sat in my regular seat. I smiled as in front of me sat a plate of eggs and bacon which were my favorite breakfast, "Your father called from New York this Moring" said my mother smiling at me.
"Really how is he?" I asked as I dug into my breakfast, my father didn't live with us all the time; half the time he lived in New York where the main offices of his company were stationed. You see my father was the owner of Waldorf inc. which was one of the most respected law firms in America, at first I hated the fact that he wasn't here all the time but after a while you get used to it I guess.
"His fine he just wanted to wish you a good first day" she said before returning to her magazine, After was I done eating I picked up my book bag that was sitting at my feet and swung it over my shoulder before placing a kiss on my mother's check, if I didn't kiss my mother on the cheek before I leave for school she be in a bad mood when I got back.
Yep that's right just from a kiss, yep I know what you're thinking she's crazy and you know what you right, I grabbing my blazer from the coat rack, and heading out the door, the sunny skies of L.A greeting me as I stepped outside my house making my way to my car; I loved my car it was a sliver convertible BMW I had gotten it as a sweet 16 present from my parents.
Before getting in my car I threw my book bag in the back seat then got inside myself, I placed the key in the ignition and started the car up before backing out of my drive way making my way to Liam. Liam Henley was my best guy friend and sometimes I think my only true friend, the reason I'm picking up carter is because his parents don't trust him with a car after the last 5 cars he totaled and who would blame them?
Liam's father was the head of cascades jewelers, yes I said cascades jewelers, and you know the one's who've provided jewelry to everyone from Jennifer Aniston to Kate Hudson. But Liam wasn't like the rest of the kids at our school and even though most of my friends call him nerd, I'm perfectly ok with hanging out with him, being queen has to have some perks.
As I approached Liam's house I honked my horn to indicate I had arrived, I sighed as I parked outside Liam house, waiting for him to come out, after a couple minutes of waiting, Liam emerged from his house wearing the male equivalent to my uniform his dirty blonde hair covering part of his face from view. "Hey miles" Liam greeted, as he swung the passenger door open and stepping inside the car himself.
"Dude you seriously need a hair cut" I joked as I ruffled his hair; Liam groaned shoving my hand away from his head. "You sound just like my dad" he stated as he placed his book bag in the backseat, while started up my car and pulled out of his drive way. "Mmm…. I didn't know I sounded like a forty year old man" I said as I drove down the street.
Liam laughed as he ran his figures through his hair "glad I could in lighten you" he said as he plugged in his iPod to my radio. And then in a second the iPod trued on and started to play the first song on his list which happened to be decode by paramore my favorite song. We sang to all kinds of songs laughing until the tress that acted like gates to our school came into view.
"Welcome back to Helen Moore high school of the spoilt" Liam joked, as we pulled into the school parking lot. As soon as I parked in my usual parking spot Liam climbed out of the car after claiming his book bag "see you in French miley" he called walking over to his group of friends. "Ok" I called as I got out of the car looking around the lot until I found my 'crowd' so to speak.
They all waved as I made my way towards them, here goes nothing.
A/N: Hey everyone this is my new story, i'm still working on moment in the past that brought us to now, so please go check it out, and let me know what you think :)