Is it slightly obvious my boredom with lubby-dubby stories? Yeah. We all have our limits to bubbly-ness and sunshine.

I know I said ten reviews, but I forgot that I don't write for reviews. I write because I love to… I just like to hear what people think.

Confessions of the Vain and Superficial

Chapter 2: Sam

I was staring into the mirror. You know, from a certain angle, if you stare at it long enough, my hair almost looks red. And my eyes… they may look brown at first, but sometimes I swear they're green. I'm actually very pretty, you know?

"Can we not spend the entire day staring in the mirror?"

Ugh. Kelly. There are two major differences between the two of us. I think mirrors are fascinating, Kelly can't stand them. It's possible that… well to be perfectly honest, Kelly is kind of plain looking. She's tall, has breasts the size of my head and very pretty eyes; but other than that, I would never classify her as a real beauty. Standing beside her in the mirror… well let's just say that it's a nice little ego boost.

"What's the rush?" I asked, squinting at my reflection as I eyed her out of my peripheral vision. Her eyes were almost always in a state of confused sarcasm. Oh, she's so ba-oring!

Kelly itched to just leave me in the bathroom. I could just tell. She kept tapping her foot and biting her bottom lip. Kelly only bites her bottom lip when she's anxious or flustered. Suddenly the lip-biting stopped and she finally burst with what she was trying to say. "Did you have sex with Nick Murdoch?"

I stared at her in the mirror as I slowly adjusted the clips in my hair. "Nope," I replied, clipping a barrette. "Just a little hand action."

Kelly looked truly repulsed. As did the freshman that just happened to be in the bathroom at the time, but quickly shuffled out without washing her hands. Ew. That's so gross.

"Why?" I asked, not really caring what Kelly thought, but secretly hoping she'd ask me more questions. I'm not one to brag, but what girl doesn't like to gossip? "Because, just so you know, he has the biggest-"

"Please don't finish that sentence," Kelly cautioned. I finished it anyway. She merely winced and resumed her lip biting.

I'd been itching to share that little detail all day. Ok, so maybe I already had, but it's just that much more fun to share with a couple of extra people. "So are you like in love with Nick Murdoch?" I asked her, grinning satisfactorily.

"Hell no," she replied sternly, her eyes snapping open and her teeth going back into her mouth.

"Because you're in love with Ryan," I stated with false compassion as I examined my clips. See? I really am pretty. Why else would Nick want to hook up with me? Because I'm hot.

Kelly twitched nervously. She did this every time I mentioned her "feelings" for Ryan. Oh, she's so cliché. She changed the topic. "So are you and Nick an item now?"

I shook my head and let her change subject. We'd been over the Ryan thing nine billion times. Frankly, I was exhausted by it. "You know I don't date, Kelly," I stated matter-of-factly, still with a sickly smile. "Nick was a one-time thing." Ok, call me a tease. I don't really care, because yesterday, with only a simple bathroom encounter, I sent Nick Murdoch's head into a tizzy. He won't be able to get his mind off me. I love that I have that kind of power over him, but I would never date him. I actually had my eye on someone else. "Plus he's a jerk. Why would I waste my time on him?"

I could see the question she was itching to ask: "Then why did you bother with him at all?" But she didn't ask it because she feared the answer. Uh, Kelly is such a push-over. And naïve. I secretly love that about her. Yet again I have the power in this relationship.

But when do I ever not hold all the cards?

The truth is: I bothered with Nick because I like the attention. There I'll admit it. I won't admit it out loud, but if you lie to yourself you end a pathetic eighteen year old who still has the same elementary crush. Basically you end up as Kelly.

I'd rather be an attention whore than Kelly.

A successful attention whore, based on the way Nick Murdoch keeps trying to get me alone. A tease, but a victorious tease.

Kelly rolled her eyes in an "I can't believe I'm friends with you" kind of way. I can't see why she'd ever even think that. We've only been friends for, like, ever. I'm amazingly loyal, and sure I have the occasional night out without bothering to call her, but I mean she can be a real downer sometimes. "Are we still meeting in the courtyard for lunch?"

Oh. I'm so tired of talking about Kelly! That's all I ever do these days. "Yeah, of course. See ya then, babe." I smiled at her as we finally exited the bathroom and set off to first period, my fake smile disappearing as soon as I turned my back to her.

Nick Murdoch was trying to get my attention. I rolled my eyes and decidedly looked away. As if. He's so clingy. I hate it when they get clingy.

I was in Calculus BC class. It was a pretty small class. Most high school kids only get to Calc AB, but there was a select few that far surpassed the intelligence of people like Kelly and Dana.

I smiled wickedly. I love this class and I love this class for one reason only: Ryan Hutch. I strutted across the room and perched myself of the edge of his desk at such an angle that I knew, if he really wanted to, he could look up my skirt. I knew he wouldn't, he was too nice, but I wanted him to have that option, just in case.

"Hey Ryan," I sighed with a smile. "How did you do on that homework?"

Ryan shrugged. "I got most of them. Why? Did you have trouble with any?" Ryan's so nice. He's always willing to help someone out if they need guidance. From what I figure he basically carried Kelly through Pre-Calc.

"Well I had a bit of trouble with number 45," I supplied. I tried to do that finger licking thing that worked wonders on Nick, but Ryan wasn't biting so I settled for my customary hair flip.

"45," Ryan hummed as he shuffled through his notebook to find last night's work. "Oh, yeah I got that one. All you have to do is find the derivative of the position function- that gives you your velocity. Then you have to find the derivative of the velocity, or the double derivative of the position, and plug in the point for x."

I hadn't really been paying attention. That problem was really easy. It was just a stupid review from the beginning of the year to help us refresh before the AP exam. I decided to humor Ryan anyway. He's pretty sexy when he goes into dork mode. "Thanks Ryan," I smiled sweetly. That's how Ryan likes them: sweet. Or at least I assume… "How would I ever survive without you?"

Ryan smiled. He looked so proud of himself.

I winked and shuffled back to my desk, ignoring the murderous stares of Nick Murdoch.

I met up with Dana at the beginning of lunch. If there was one girl in school I would kill to be, it's Dana. She's so calm and collected, and I'm like way smarter than her, but what guy cares how intelligent you are? They care about what you can do with your body, and Dana can do it all.

"Hey Dana!" I sounded a bit like a cheerleader as I leaned against the locker beside hers and smiled. "How are you?"

Dana shoved her books in her bag and smiled in return. "Totally awesome! I'm, like, so psyched about school ending. What about you?"

I shrugged. "Stressed about exams, but still really excited about summer. And graduating."

Dana smiled, but I could see her attention drifting as her eyesight wandered down the hallway.

Kelly has never liked Dana, which I find to be really odd for two reasons: One, Kelly is in love with Dana's twin brother, and two, Dana is like so incredibly sweet. I think she might just be jealous of Dana, because Dana's so pretty, but who isn't jealous of Dana?

Secretly, I too am kind of envious of Dana. She's just so confident and so good with guys. I don't know a single person that would pass up on a night with Dana… except Kelly, who thinks she's a conceited whore. Dana is, like, anything but. She's incredibly thoughtful.

"So," Dana sighed as she stared at the young, freshman Biology teacher as he strutted down the hall, "I have to, like, go meet a teacher, or, like, I'd sit with you for lunch."

I sighed. See? She's incredibly sweet. "Oh it's okay. I was going to go see if I can find your brother anyway."

"Yeah, whatever," she quipped as she drifted off and followed in the wake of the smoldering teacher as if she were attached to him by string. I always thought that Dana was more studious than people give her credit for.

I wandered the opposite way down the hallway, toward the cafeteria. I had only one goal in mind and that was to find Ryan. This was proving difficult in our expansive cafeteria, but I eventually noticed Bobby coming out of the lunch line and followed him to the table Ryan was saving for him. Kelly still wasn't there. This was unbelievably perfect.

"Hey guys, psyched about AP exams?" I asked, taking the seat beside Ryan that Kelly normally occupies.

Ryan shrugged. "Yep, ready to be done."

Bobby twitched and shoved some pizza into his mouth. "Yeah, but I still have so much I want to do before school gets out," he replied through his disgusting mouthful of Pizza. He was obviously referencing his freshman vow to ask out Dana before he graduated, but it'd been almost four years and no action had been made on that front. I can see why; Dana is way out of his league.

Ryan smiled at Bobby. He too, obviously caught Bobby's meaning, but who wouldn't? You'd have to be blind, deaf and dumb to not know that Bobby was in love with Dana.

"Where's Kelly?" Ryan asked looking around the cafeteria wildly. "She should be here by now." Ugh. Ryan was the only person in the world that would be upset about Kelly not being present. How can someone be that caring and still not realize that Kelly is in love with him? Talk about being blind, deaf and dumb…

I shrugged even though I knew I'd told her that I'd meet her in the courtyard. I was planning on just pretending that I'd forgotten. I had a mission to accomplish. "I really don't know. Perhaps she got lost?"

Ryan laughed. "Lost? She's only been going to this school for four years. What are the odds of her getting lost?"

I appreciated his amusement by my little joke. Normally only Kelly can make him laugh. Bobby just rolled his eyes and scanned the cafeteria looking for Dana.

"So Ryan," I sighed, ignoring Bobby and reverting back to my customary hair-flick. "Did you have a date for prom yet?"

Ryan shook his head. Bobby's eyes stopped wandering and snapped onto me. He raised an eyebrow. I stepped on his foot under the table. If he even said the name "Kelly," I'd kill him.

"Well, I was wondering," I drawled, playing coy. "Well, I mean I didn't have a date either… And if you want to…" I giggled in fake nerves.

Ryan played into my plan beautifully. "You want to go to prom with me?" he asked, sounding slightly dumbfounded.

I nodded. "Only if you want to…"

Suddenly, Ryan smiled. Did Kelly ever mention his amazing smile? She can wax on and on about his smile. And she's actually kind of right. He has dimples. How adorable is that!

Ryan tugged on his curls. "Yeah," he replied as he continued to grin, "that sounds like a great idea! I'd love to go to prom with you."

Mission accomplished.

As I've mentioned before, all of these characters are based off of real people. Sadly enough. These are mostly real conversations I've heard/ had (eek). Also, you'll do well to remember that just because someone thinks one way, doesn't mean that that's the same person that they display to the world. I think Sam is a bigger bitch than she seems to people. Except how Kelly sees her. I think Kelly would have to be an idiot to not think that Sam's a bitch.

Next Chapter: Kelly.