A/N- short little thing I came up. lemme know if you like it, please?. I dunno if I should continue it or not.

I was a good faker.

I could fake happiness while going out with other friends.

I could fake orgasms with the boyfriends I managed to fake happiness with.

I faked the hate I had towards the girl I really loved.

I faked the happiness of my fake high school clique.

I faked being straight.

But,

I sucked at reality.

In reality, I was in love with the school badass.

I was a lesbian.

I hated the people I called my 'friends.'

I felt like a plastic Barbie bitch.

I pretended to be the tough cheerleader that didn't care what people thought of me.

But in reality, I was scared shitless.

Have you ever watched someone talking to you?. Watched their lips and just wanted to tell that person to shut up by crushing their lips to yours?.

Yep. I have. Guilty as charged.

Ususaly it's when Ashley and I fight in the hallways, because we're social opposites, because we were supposed to hate each other. Because our friends hated each other.

Because we were different.

It was like a war was building every time we found each other in a hall or classroom.

When it was I that started it, it was usually just to have more time near her.

I was fascinated with her.

One day she just stopped me in the bathroom.

I was standing at a sink next to her, both of us watching our hands. She looked at me in the reflection of the mirror.

"Spencer." she suddenly said, "Why do we even fight?. We don't even know each other."

"I…uhm…I really don't know."

"You don't look happy with them. But what do I know right?, I'm just the school 'dyke'."

She said that last word rather harshly, I regret it ever coming out of my mouth that day I called her it right after Madison did. After she was done washing her hands, she wiped the soapy water on her pants and spoke up again.

"It's whatever. Just don't sit there and fake happiness for other people. It's your life, why are you living it for them?" and with that, she left.

She was so right. And I was going to tell her. After school.