Fast Times at Hillridge High

Okay, so I'm writing this before I even go on and see if anyone reviewed or anything, so if anyone (hopefully) did review, I haven't read them yet!

Okay, I know I said this story was going to be in alternating POVS, and so far all four chapters I've written have been by Lizzie or Parker. Don't worry! Everyone will get at least three POV chapters, and probably more than three. Claire, Gordo, Miranda, and maybe some others will all have their say! And Kate will probably have a chapter or two to kind of explain her involvement in Italy!

That being said, this chapter will be in the point of view of….. Claire!

CLAIRE'S POV

"No!" I said, in kind of a whiny voice. "I told you, I love you but I'm not ready to go that far! Not yet."

I was talking to Derrick, my boyfriend. We had been going out for about a month and a half. I thought I had finally found a guy who wanted the thing I wanted, love. He seemed like he really liked me. Like he didn't care that my parents are super-rich, and when I met him, I thought he was interested in all of me, not just my body. But I guess I was wrong.

"Yeah, okay, I'm sorry." He said in a voice that let me know that he hadn't listened to a word I said. And he continued moving his hand further up the front of my shirt.

For about the first three or four weeks we were going out, he was the guy I thought he was. But for the past couple of weeks, he'd been pressuring me to go farther than I really wanted to. But wont do it. I want someone to love me. I've been through this before, when Kate and I were still friends. I used to let a guy do what he wanted to me, and do what he wanted me to do to him, because I thought that would make him love me. I'd never gone all the way or anything, but I'd done just about everything else. But it never worked. They'd get their fill of me, and when I wouldn't sleep with them, they'd drop me like I wasn't anything. So now, I was trying a different approach. One that didn't seem to be working.

"Derrick, I mean it!" I practically shouted, and gave him a little shove away from me. "I don't want to do this!"

"God, what's wrong with you!" He really shouted at me. "How long can you expect me to be satisfied with just making out with you!"

"We haven't even been going out for two months yet!" I shouted back at him.

"So how long are we supposed to just sit around, making out and not touching!" he yelled, the vein on his forehead popping out.

"What does that mean?" I say, angry now. "We do so touch, but maybe not in the way you want to!"

"You didn't used to have a probably touching anything on a guy, or so I've heard! What made you turn into a fuckin nun! Why else would I have gone out with a damn freshman? I mean, you're cute, but there are plenty of cute junior girls! And they're no nuns, but I've heard from a few guys that you can do things with your mouth that no other girl in Hillridge can!"

That froze me. Even when you try to change, you can't erase what you've done in the past. How long will it take before guys start liking me because they like Claire, not because they've heard about what I used to do and want to try it out with me?

"Get out." I say, surprisingly calm. "Get out of my house. Right. Now."

"You're nothing but a rich little bitch." He said, pulling his t-shirt back on over his head.

"Good-bye." I said, and he walked out of my room. I heard him storm down the stairs, and then slam the front door behind him. Oh well. It's not like this is the first time this has happened since I stopped hanging out with Kate

When Kate was my best friend, we did everything together. And since Kate was around her nineteen year old cousin Samantha more than she was around her parents, we did everything with Samantha. So we lived a pretty fast live when I was just thirteen and then fourteen, and Kate was fourteen and then fifteen. My parents are rich, but they worked really hard to stay that way. My grandparents on both sides were really rich self-made business people. I say my parents worked because although my dad still works really hard to keep up his family's business empire, my mom pretty much has the rest of her family working on the family business, while she's nothing more than a sort of spokesperson for the company. She attends the business parties and function for the company, which is why she's never at home. And my dad is always is Japan or England or some other foreign country on a business trip. So I'm stuck in my huge home, alone, with no one but my housekeeper/former nanny, Luisa. I love her so much, because she's been more of a parent to me than either of my own since I can remember. I know I really hurt her when I was in middle school when I told her I didn't need an 'illegal alien with a thick accent' following me around like I was a baby. She's kind of kept her distance from me since then. This year, I've been trying to gain back her friendship, but she's still kind of wary of me. I know she still loves me, though.

Speaking of love, that's what I'm looking for, what I need, what I crave. I need some guy to see me, Claire, and decide that I'm the one he needs, needs to be around, even if it's only to talk to me. Every time I think I've found that guy, they disappoint me. Miranda never has that problem though. She has guys falling all over themselves just to hang out with her and maybe get her to go to the movies with them. But Miranda's funny; she never lets any guy get close enough to hurt her or break her heart. But her acting disinterested in a guy just makes him even crazier about her.

And Lizzie has Gordo. They're like, madly in love, and not afraid to show it. They're one couple who I'm sure is going to be together forever. They've been best friends since they were little, along with Miranda, of course. Even though it took them such a long time to realize that they like each other, and then another while to realize that they should be together, they're more than making up for it. They have the kind of love for each other that I'm looking for.

But at least Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo give me love in their friendship. I had tricked myself into believing that's what I had with Kate. That is, until Italy, when I saw Kate for who she really is. She's nothing more than a heartless monster that cares for nobody but herself. I mean, she saw what happened to Lizzie, and she just….. I can't even think about it. It makes me need to throw up, knowing that that was my best friend for three years, the girl who was my 'other half'. It disgusted out that that was the girl I had called my 'best friend' for the past three years. I always knew she was mean and nasty, but I never knew she could take it that far.

The phone rang, jarring me out of my thoughts.

"Hello?" I said.

"Claire?" said a voice I recognized as Lizzie's.

"Uh, yeah it's me, Lizzie." I said, laughing. "Why do you always say my name in that questioning way, when you know it's going to be me that answers the phone, since you're calling me on my phone line?"

"I don't know." Lizzie said, laughing too. "Habit, I guess."

"You're so silly, Lizzie!" I said grinning and rolling my eyes.

This is what friends are for. Making you laugh and feel good.

Okay, did you like it? This chapter was pretty much half dialogue, and half Claire's thoughts. I hoped you liked that style. The dialogue was to kind of introduce you to Claire's situation, and her thoughts were to kind of explain what's going on with her.

You like? Review! I think this will be the story I'll be updating the most. I'm going to wrap up my most popular story, 'DigiChat', in about two more chapters, and I'm going to work on this one and another story, 'Crazy Things We Do', the most.

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