Love, Pain + Thirst
Chapter 1
I awoke to the sun burning on my face, my iPod softly playing Evanescence on shuffle. Unwillingly, I crawled out of my lush, red satin, double bed. As I stood up, a wave of vertigo washed over me and I swayed towards the silver-framed glass vanity on the opposite side of my incredibly spacious bedroom.
"Whoa!" I groaned, holding my head in one hand while balancing myself on the vanity with the other. "I really shouldn't have had that second glass of champagne last night…Owww."
Once stable, I gave myself a quick once-over to see what make-up I would need to wear. Only, when I looked in the mirror, I saw not just a girl who had just woken up, but a girl who looked like she knew who she was, who knew exactly everything she needed to know, and a girl who apparently didn't need any make-up!
"Holy hell…" I muttered to myself.
"Sophia honey, breakfast is ready, hurry up or you'll be late for school!" my mother's sing-song voice broke me out of my reverie, and I quickly threw on a random ensemble of jeans and tank-top with Converse from my over-stocked closet and raced down the stairs in record time.
"Hi, mom," I called, grabbing a granola bar from the kitchen counter as I sped past.
"Hi, sweetie. You look very cheerful this morning, is there anything I should know about, say, oh I don't know, a boy maybe?" she smirked.
My mom, the local paranormal fanatic was always on my case about this sort of stuff. Yesterday, she was all about wiccans and glamour and asking if I had found a boy to charm yet. Ugh! I swear sometimes she goes absolutely insane, but I love her and I know she means well.
"Oh, come on, mom. No boy-human or otherwise- is going to be wanting me anytime soon, so why should I bother?" great, now my own mother was driving me to hysterics.
"Don't be such a Debbie Downer about everything," she tutted. "And besides, what about that Jason boy from your biology class, his parents are really nice folks, you know."
"Jason? Are you serious?! He's a total dumb-ass! He doesn't even know the difference between mitosis and meiosis," I complained back. "Anyway, I don't need a boy in my life, right now or ever. I've got my two best friends who understand me better than anyone."
I paused for breath and-thank God!-the doorbell rang, signalling my time to scat.
"Sorry mom, gotta go. Like you said, 'I don't want to be late for school', say hi to dad for me! Love ya, bye!" I rattled off as I headed for the door to meet my two bestiest buddies in the whole world, then to scram and hide from my mother's curious, penetrative gaze.
On my way out, I hastily grabbed a black leather jacket I bought from one of the hallway hangers. Only, I didn't know why I grabbed it until later on, it was so hot outside!
Anyway, I opened the wooden door to reveal a) Catherine and Lily and b) a sun so bright I was temporarily blinded, until I hazily saw the sunglasses on the windowsill and donned them.
Catherine was tall-though not nearly as tall as me at my 5'10" height-at 5'8", with bright, shining, strawberry blonde hair that hung in silky curls to her ass. She had all-seeing dark blue eyes which, when seen by most boys, kept them captivated until she looked away. Tanned skin completed the Malibu look. Today she was wearing a white camisole that showed off her naval piercing, a pair of short pink shorts that showed enough leg to make most males drool, and dainty white flip-flops that let her tiny pink-painted toenails free.
On the other hand, Lily was short, an elf of 5'5" to Catherine and myself, with short, mousy brown hair that made her look a lot like a pixie, short and stylish. Her eyes were dark brown, almost black in the sun and olive skin with a few freckles here and there as well. She was wearing a simple camouflage t-shirt, brown fatigues and sandals. No trace of make-up showed on her delicate face.
"Hi, guys," I said. "Come on, let's go!"
"Whoa! What's the rush?" Lily asked, always the sensible one.
I gave her 'the look' as understanding dawned.
"Oh, is it your mom again?"
I nodded, I could feel the desperation in my eyes and knew that they could see it, too.
"Seriously, what is it with your mom that makes you want to push off to school so quick? Not that I'm complaining. We might catch Callum Woodbridge before anyone else does this time." Catherine giggled. Ever since we came to Sunfeild High-Home of the Golden Eagles, Catherine had been mooning over that boy, saying he's so 'hot' and 'smart' and 'gorgeous' . I mean, come on, seriously.
"Aw, come on, Cathy. You've been lusting after that boy for, what, four years now? Just when are you going to realize he is never going to ask you out? I mean, you're too good for him anyway. Now please. Let's. Go."
"Sorry, Miss Bossy Boots! I can't help it. He's just so amazing and hot, I swear to the gods above, I will go out with that boy before I die or else!"
My point exactly. I give up, she will never stop pining for that boy. Ever.
"let's just go to school," Lily sighed, dragging Catherine down the road. As usual.