~Chapter 2~ I don't own anyone! Yay for me! Right? Right! Well..I own Carmen and Riley but that's it.

            "Wanna come to the movies tonight? Me and Steve are goin. Sodapop can come." I looked over to Soda and he was shrugging.

            "I'll come but y'all know I can't sit still." He grinned and since he said he was going to go I decided I would.

            "Sure. I'll come." I smiled at Soda. Going to the movies, that was the closest real date I'd ever get with Sodapop.

            "Great. Me and Riley'll pick you guys up here at eight." I wave bye to everyone  and me and Carmen started to walk toward my car.

            "Hey Riley!" I heard Sodapop yell after me. I turned around.

            "Yeah?" Then Carmen turned around too.

            "Can I bring Sandy?" I exchanged glances with Carmen before rolling my eyes. I wanted to scream no at him and then to grab him and kiss him, but I couldn't do that. I just wasn't that kind of girl.

            I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Why couldn't he just spend a couple hours with me? Without Sandy? Then I felt a lump grow in my throat and I knew if I tried to talk I would start bawling like a baby. So I did the first thing that came to my mind: I ran off.

            Carmen must have known what I was thinking, because she chased me clear to the park where I fell down with tears streaming down my face. I was breathing hard too. "And just where were you going?"

            I shrugged. " I had to get away from Sodapop. Just once, for a couple of hours, can't he forget about Sandy and think about me? I love him."

            She hugged me. "Honey, want me to cancel with the boys? I'll tell 'em your sick and we can't go."

             I gave her a tearful grin. She could always make me smile. The way she was always making up excuses to tell guys why, I ,her, or we couldn't go out with them. "No, you can go with them. Just tell them I was tired, cause I don't want to go."

            She smiled at me. "Thanks, you're the best!"

            "I know." I smiled a little. She was looking at me now with a pleading look in her eyes. "What do you want?" I stood up and brushed the grass off of me.

            "Can I use your car?"

            "Sure. I'll walk home." I waved to Carmen and walked toward the West Side. The first thing I would do when  I got home would be to go up to my room and put my pajamas on then I'd go in the bathroom and take a razor. I'd cut myself with it.

            Just like I said, the minute I got in I ran up to my room, put my pajamas on, and checked to see if my mom was home. She wasn't. Then I ran to the bathroom and took my extra sharp razor. I ran it over my arm, cutting various places making them bleed.

            When I cute myself all of my pain came out of me. It actually felt good to cut myself, because then I wasn't thinking about Sodapop and Sandy. Nobody knew that I cut myself. Not even my mom knew.

            Ever since I turned eleven I cut myself. I learned that it made my pain go away. After I got done cutting myself I ran upstairs, threw my robe on and cried my self to sleep.

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