A/N: Sorry my first chapter was a bit choppy, trust me my writing will become better, it's always hard to write the first chapter, haha.

"Hey Miley," my voice quivers, for my lips haven't formed the shape of her name in days.

She turns around, looking who said her name, and when she spots me, she gives me a quick hello, then goes back to talking to some guy, "So how about tonight you and me?" her voice is sexy and leaves a lingering effect.

"Miley, I wanted to talk to you," and I want your attention me… not that loser.

"Listen Lilly, I'm busy, call me later tonight," she waves me off.

Fuck you. I wish I had the courage to actually say that to her.

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I'm already 10 minutes late to work. I hate rehearsals… well actually I hate how long they run. Ugh, work really sucks, yeah I get paid, but I don't like wasting my life away at this job.

"Lilly you're late," my manager says the second I enter Godiva, the chocolate store.

"I know," I say quite annoyed that she has to point it out. I log in, and place my Godiva apron over my head.

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"Hi, I was wondering if you were still looking for help," her voice is small and meek, and I don't look up, I keep gift tying assorted chocolate boxes.

"Yes," Jean says walking over to the girl, "Here's an application."

I look up after I finished making the bow look perfect on this box. It was Jenny. "Oh hey Jenny," I couldn't help but smile, she makes me feel like I'm melting.

"Hi Lilly, you wouldn't mind if I worked here, right?" she laughs nervously.

"Nope, it'd be nice to have someone my own age to work with."

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As I'm driving home from work, I hear my phone begin to ring. Glancing over it, I see that it's Oliver calling me. I know it's state law, only hands-free phones, but I never gave a fuck about law. "Hey," I answer my phone a bit giddy, I was still happy that Jenny might be working with me.

"Hi Lilly," I could detect a depressed tone in his voice.

"What's wrong?" I press on the brakes slowly as I come to a red light.

"Uh," he's hesitating at what he has to say. Maybe I mistook his depressed tone for a nervous tone? "I don't need you to pick me up in the mornings anymore."

"Why?" usually Oliver depended on me for everything. I press on the gas as I hear an impatient honk from behind me.

"Miley's going to drive me in the morning."

"Oh."

"Yeah, talk to you later Lilly," he hangs up, and I hear a siren. Fuck.

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"Lilly you're grounded another 3 weeks," my mother says to me, after finding out I was pulled over for speeding, and talking on my cell phone.

"Awesome mom!" I feign sarcastic excitement. I've already been grounded for the past 2 weeks, who cares if we just add on another 3? Right?

"That's another day," if I stay around her any longer, I'll be grounded until I move out, so I ignore her last statement and run up to my room.

I scream my lungs out, and pound my fists into my pillow. I feel childish doing this, but I've lost my two best friends, I'm failing school, and my mother hates me. I begin wailing, and not being able to scream anymore. I hug my pillow close to my chest, and slightly caress it, wishing it was someone who loved me.

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There's a knock at my door. It's already morning? When did I even fall asleep?

"Lillian, you're going to be late for school," my mom peeks her head in, checking on me.

"Get out, I can take care of myself," I say quite nasty to her getting out of bed.

She retreats and leaves me to myself. I don't care if I'm late, I'm only missing economics. I no longer have to pick up anyone either.

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As I park my car in the senior parking lot, I see another car pull up right beside me. Glancing over, I see it's Oliver and Miley. They don't know I'm right next to them. Miley's giggling, and Oliver smiles, before pulling Miley in for a kiss. Ew.

Why didn't they fucking tell me? Did I do something so fucking terribly wrong to them?

I climb out of my car, as Miley and Oliver do as well. Oliver spots me, but doesn't call out my name, as he probably doesn't know I'm crashing inside right now. Miley completely ignores me as she continues flirting with Oliver. I'm approaching the entrance, but before I open the door, I turn around and scream, "FUCK YOU GUYS! I FUCKING HATE YOU BOTH!" my voice is shrilling.

I hiccup, and feel the hot tears in both my eyes. Oliver and Miley stare at me in shock, not knowing what to do with this insane bitch, right? Oliver starts to walk towards me to comfort me, but Miley stops him and tells him to go inside.

"What is your problem, Lillian?" I see a flash of my mother over Miley, and I raise my fist, ready to punch her, but I'm weak.

"Pft," I can hear the taunting in her voice, "you wouldn't."

"Why are you treating me like this?" I'm slowly dying without you by my side. I'm dying without your love.

"You're the one who started this!" I knew what she was referring to, but she's wrong, she's the one who started this, and I'm going to be the one who finishes this.

My fist connects to her jaw, and my whole hand is in pain. Instantly I feel a sharper pain running through my skull, as I notice Miley's hands were entangled in my hair. I jab my knee into her chest, and push her off me. She begins to charge for me again, and I raise my fist ready to punch her again.

There're arms around me, pulling me back, and I notice Miley was being restrained as well. "You're both suspended."

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"What have I done to deserve a child like you?"

A/N: Sorry if there's any mistakes or misspellings, I wrote this with one contact in, haha.