Max POV
It was about 7:00 PM on Sunday. The girls had slept over both Friday and Saturday. Alicja left early this morning to go to church, then Xoey and Sarah left at around 3. I heard a knock at the door and let Shayla get it. A minute later, she called my name, sounding a bit flustered. I frowned and ran downstairs. Sarah was standing there, crying. I ran to her and brought her upstairs.
"What's wrong, Sare?" I asked her.
"I don't know! I just can't stop crying! One minute I was goofing off with Kevin, playing Halo and I started crying! I started to think about how I never do anything right and how my parents are always mad at me about it!" She was crying onto my shoulder. "So many of my friends are just…leaving me…. I love my friends, they are all I have…am I just not worth it?"
"Sarah, of course you're worth it. Why would people leave you?"
"I don't know! But Kayla's new friends are taking all her attention and there's no room for me any more. Livi's drifting off. I have very few good friends left. What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing's wrong with you, Sarah. Nothing at all."
She nodded and when she stopped crying she looked up at me. "Anyway. I had been wondering if you would help me with something."
"What is it?"
"I want to become more confident. Do you think you could kind of… give me a makeover that will make me look more like how I really feel."
"Yeah. Sure. Can you come over to my house early tomorrow?"
She nodded. "Very early. Be warned that I shall be here as soon as my dad wakes me up.
Everyone was staring. Sarah was getting uncomfortable but I told her to suck it the hell up and be confident. Her hair was perfectly straight and her side bang was cut so it covered more of her eye. She was wearing a lot of eyeliner and dark eye shadow. She also had black skinny jeans and a simple black tank top-- with two finger wide straps so she could wear it to school. She had black fingerless gloves and I had given her one of the bags I had to choose from-- a black side-bag with To Write Love On Her Arms in the bottom corner. She looked nothing like she did before. There were no baggy sweatshirts, no innocent expression. She looked how she felt-- she said so before we left. She had also told me that she was now completely over Sam. (Thank. Fucking. God!)
That's when I saw it. There was a poster stating 'Talent Show sign-up's after school in the auditorium: April 19 through 23.'
I looked at Sarah. She could sing. I knew she could. (A/N: I really can't sing at all, but I can here, for I feel like having some kind of talent)
We met up with our friends who gawked at Sarah. Apparently, they did not expect this of her. Just like I told her, she did not fake a smile like she usually did. As we walked up stairs (neither of us had seen Fang or Iggy yet) guys dropped their jaws, popular girls glared and our 'friends' (the ones Sarah was talking about yesterday) just looked at us, surprised. Xoey looked proud of her. Though, she didn't look long, because there was a certain boy by her that looked like a certain anime guy she liked *coughcough WAS OBSESSED WITH coughcough* who immediately regained her attention. To my utter happiness, Sarah did not blush once. She looked nervous, but never was there a hint of red on her cheeks. She walked proudly, not looking down with her shoulders hunched. She met people's eyes and didn't flinch at the glares.
When Iggy came up, she did smile, but not the innocent smile. This one had a glint of mischief…like the real Sarah.
Iggy had looked at her, done a double take and grinned. I shook my head at him and Fang came to my side. "New Sarah?" he asked in my ear.
"Yeah. I'm writing a song for her to sing in the talent show."
"That's cool. Well, we gotta get to homeroom," he said, (literally) dragging Iggy away from Sarah.
It had been a month, and thankfully nothing had happened. Sarah was just as confident as ever, and was participating in the talent show today. I had written a song for her that expressed the whole thing with Sam.
It was time. She went onto the stage, and looked straight at Sam as she sung.
(Different lyrics to 'A Little Less 16 Candles A Little More 'Touch me'' by Fall Out Boy.)
(Brackets ({}) mean what I wish to have put but it would not be able to be sung in front of the school and parentheses (( )) are where Max is singing backup, off stage.)
I confess, I'm messed up thinking "What Happened?" like you're not a{n} jerk! {ass}And I know you're {fucked} messed up "hey boy I see right through you!"'Cause you're just the boy all the girls have dated And I'm just the girl who fell a victimI'm sleeping on my folk's porch again, dreamingI said, I said, I said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"I don't blame you for being youBut you can't blame me for hating itThey say, what are you waiting for?Dump her, dump herI'd set my clocks early 'cause I know you're always lateWrite you off, give up on youCause darling, what did I expect?You're just off a lost cause a long shot, don't even take this betYou can make all the moves, you can aim all the spotlightsGet all the texts and the words just rightI'm sleeping on my folk's porch again, dreamingI said, I said, I said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"I don't blame you for being youBut you can't blame me for hating itThey say, what are you waiting for?Dump her, dump herI'd set my clocks early 'cause I know you're always late(always on, always on)You said you'd love me always(always on, always on)But I won't call you on it(always on, always on)I don't blame you for being youBut you can't blame me for hating itThey say, what are you waiting for?Dump her, Dump herI'd set my clocks early 'cause I know you're always lateI'd set my clocks early 'cause I know you're always late
Sarah grinned and walked off stage.
I gave her a high-five as cheers went up around the field that it was set up in. "You did amazing!" I praised. I made sure she was dressed crazily-confident today. Since she changed her clothes and how she acted, she's felt the confidence, too. She was no wearing a skirt that went to a little bit above her knees and a tight Invader Zim shirt. I looked at everyone. Iggy, who was sitting two seats away from Sam, looked pissed at him. What could he have done???
Iggy's POV
Sarah was amazing. And she told off that damned ex of hers in front of the whole school without anyone outside of her friends knowing.
The guy next to me--Max?--asked Sam, "Why was she looking at you?"
He shrugged and said, "Maybe there's an unfulfilled fantasies there."
That was it. "Nice, Sam. Go out with a girl and not even tell one of your friends. Well you know what? She's my girlfriend now, and I would appreciate it if you wouldn't be such an ass about it. You were a fool to dump her. She's a great girl and you have no idea. So shut the fuck up and stop telling lies," I growled at him. He looked shocked that I would even stand up to him like that.
"Wait you dated her?" Max asked. "And dumped her? That was pretty stupid of you dude. She didn't used to be like that, but now? damn!" (A/N: Haha. I sound really conceited huh? Nah, I know I'm not like that, but hey! I gotta be a person in a story!)
I growled and stalked off, Fang following--no doubt wanting to see his girlfriend, too.
As I was about to get to the stage, someone grabbed me from behind. Something cold was pressed against the side of my head, making sure I couldn't turn to look at him.
The person pushed me towards where Sarah and Lexi were. When they looked up, they gasped.
Mystery POV
Insolent teenagers! I was right under their noses the entire time! But they couldn't think outside the box, could they?
ANY GUESSES AS TO WHO IT WAS?!?!?! Xoey--don't say Mystery. I SHALLN'T UPDATE UNTIL I GET SOME GUESSES!!!
