Chapter 1 - Getting Ready
The final bell finally ran and all the girls from class got up and whipped out their phones immediately. They were all anxious, talking about what they were going to wear to the stupid dance at the guys' school tonight. I rolled my eyes, knowing that I had better things to do than go to a stupid dance.
I gathered all my books from my desk and headed towards my locker. I was heading out to go see my boyfriend Josh. He and I have been together since sophomore year and everything has been great. I knew I have been lying to myself on that one, but the relationship could be worse.
I walked towards my red Chevy truck in the parking lot. I hated when the girls were around it because they always snickered about my truck and me owning such an old and out-of-style car. She's moderately wealth, why couldn't she get a Porsche or a Ferrari? I imagined one of them would say. Or at least get a car from this century. Another one would laugh. I rolled my eyes again, bewildered about how probably accurate I was with these girls' thoughts.
Josh's school wasn't that far, only 15 minutes. I could only see him on Wednesday's since he had swim practice that day and I could stay after school. We managed to see each other though, either I would come to his practice or he would come over to my house.
Josh's practice wouldn't be until 3:30 so I sat down on one of the benches outside of the gym and took out my much-abused copy of Wuthering Heights. I absolutely loved this book and have re-read it so many times without getting bored.
Time flew by when I read and sure enough it did, Josh was soon out of the locker room, waiting for me with open arms.
"Hey babe." His voice sounds like a jock and needless to say he was one, but that didn't bother me at all since he never acted like a jerk around me or to me.
"Hi." I slipped the book back into my backpack ,started walking towards him and hugged.
"Are you coming to the dance tonight?" Josh held my arms and looked into my eyes. I gave him the "are you kidding me?" look.
"Come on Bella, come." Josh said as we held hands now.
"I don't know babe, you know I don't really like that type of stuff." I stared at our hands.
"I know babe but c'mon, it's senior year and this is our last dance before prom. Please babe for me?" He kissed my cheek, trying to increase his chances.
Every time Josh gave me a kiss I always smiled. "Okay fine." After I agreed, he gave me little pecks all over my face and the smiling and laughing continued.
"Okay I'm going to go get ready." Josh gave me a sweet kiss on my lips. He let go of my hands and I started to walk away.
"Go get hot for me babe." Josh yelled and I heard his friends laugh. I kept walking, rolled my eyes, all with a smile.
This is the part I dreaded the most, getting ready, not because it was just a nuances, but because I changed into someone completely different.
I sat down in front of the mirror in my room and sighed, pouted my lips, and got back up to take a shower.
After the shower, I dragged myself to the closet to look for something. I stood there just staring at my clothes. My comfort clothes separated from the ones I hated but knew Josh liked so I focused on those. I didn't have any clothes that were right for a dance, so I decided to go with a green top and some black jeans with a pair of flats.
The most dreaded part came, the transformation. I dried my hair, sectioned it and ran the straightener. As I started a new section of my hair, I sighed, hating that I was becoming into all the girls at school, losing who I was in the process.
I decided to go with dark makeup, to go with the outfit. When I finished, I got up from my chair to take a full view of myself. I hated how I look, especially with the makeup, I wanted to take it off but I then heard a beep from my window.