A/N: What do you think? Just a beginning-kinda-setup-chapter. I heart Dylan.
Disclaimer: Its disclaimed!
I guess it would be safe to say that I was the oddball. Sure, you're probably thinking "what about Kuh-laire?", but trust me, she even made her own mold into the Pretty Committee. We're tight-nit, of course, but we all have our little trademarks. Except me.
Massie was alpha. There was nothing less than perfect for her. The looks, the comebacks, and the wrath. People tended to assume she was just a bitch, but deep down (wayyy deep), you knew she cared. And that's what made her the leader. Alicia, in my opinion, was just a follower. She had everything she could ever need, but it was never enough. She needed to have more. No wonder she tried to steal Mass' spot, but news flash Ms. Fannish, she could never have it. Then there was Claire, who was just Massie's little protogee. Honestly, I wanted to be best friends with her, but her whole "makeup-breakup-makeup-breakup" cycles were sickening. So she was just another TPC member, that's all.
Kristen was my best friend. Almost like sisters. Really, I'm probably the only friend her mom likes. I was the one she called when her parents lost their money (and made "I'm so sorry" cookies with her), when Griffin had secretly sent her a love poem (she told him off, though), and when, of course, Dune Baxter asked her out.
I had been sitting in my hotel room, absentmindedly watching "Titanic" and eating Oreos when I heard my cell phone go off. It was just at the part where the ship sank, but I didn't even have time to swoon at my future husband Leonardo DiCaprio.
"Hello?"
"DYLANYOUWILLNOTBELIEVETHIS!"
"Dylawhatta-what now?"
"He. Asked. Me. Out."
"Wait...who?"
"Dune!"
"Well, I'm guessing its a dude. But which dude?"
"DUNE!"
"We've established its a dude, Kris."
"I MEAN DUNE FREAKING BAXTER. Lord, Dylan Lucy Marvil...you need a better phone."
"First of all, Kristen Anabel Gregory, I'm in Hawaii. Hawaii. AND ITS RAINING. You're lucky I heard the dude part. And AHHHHH HE ASKED YOU OUT? WHEN? WHERE? WHO KNOWS?"
"We leave in an hour. We go to the movies. Hah, Griffin heard him ask me out. The others don't know."
"Wow, I'm so happy for you, Kris. Hey, I gotta go. Call me back after you go. See ya!"
I hung up before I heard her answer. I felt immensely happy for her, but something was paining me about it. If K and Dune became a couple, I'd become the single girl out. Massie had Derrington, even if she refused to admit her feelings for him, Alicia was trailing Josh, Cam and Claire would probably be back together in a week, and there would be me. The odd girl out.
And just like the Titanic, I was sunk.
A lot of stuff has changed since that summer, mostly the whole trailer fiasco and the boyfast being called on and off. But never, never, ever would I imagine that me, the oddball, would be at the heart of a drama like this.
A drama all started by one Joshua Hotz.