1 year later...
The last year of my life went by in a flash.
Lydia and I never did 'hug and make up' or whatever, in fact it's kinda gotten worse. Ever since that first day she's had it out for me (I guess when you've gotten everything you want all your life it comes as a nasty shock when someone finally tells you no). Nothing really bad happened, she's not like those psychopathic blonde bitch she-Devils you see on cheesy teen dramas, her and her followers don't put rats in my locker or corner me in the bathroom and flush my head down the toilet- although maybe that's just because they're too busy staring at their reflections in the bathroom mirror. No, her tactics are more subtle but still cruel- by the second day I'd become a social pariah. She'd spread the word about what happened but twisted the story so she came out looking like the victim and I the petty jealous bully- few witnesses were brave enough to contradict her and they were all ignored, by the end of the day I was getting glares and hearing people not-so-subtlety whisper bitchy comments to each other as I walked past. "Omg, is that her?! She looks like such a troll up close"and "no wonder she got so jealous of Lydia, poor AND ugly... So sad" were things I heard between every class. Then the rumours started. Apparently at my last school i was; held back 3 times, pregnant- with a teachers baby, a bully, a drug dealer and a hooker- so yeah, i was really popular that year.
Though it may seem crazy, despite all that, I'm still more than glad at the way things turned out because from it I made the two best friends I've ever had. I've had so much fun with Scott and Stiles this year, they stood by me through everything, never believed a word anybody else said about me and made me feel accepted in a place I mostly wasn't. Honestly if it wasn't for them I may have seriously considered taking my dad up on his offer to move me to that preppy rich-kid school 'nearby'. Stiles especially has been amazing, we have so much in common; we're both into the same genres of movies (pretty much anything but cheesy romantic), we have the same sarcastic attitude, sense of humour, we love video games and mythology, and-most importantly- we share the same boredom of living in a town where nothing ever happens. Not to mention he excels in all the subjects I suck at and vice versa, so we're the perfect study partners. Scott is one of the kindest people I've ever met and a natural born leader, I'm honestly shocked he's considered - a "loser" and not part of the jocks crowd (maybe because he kinda sucks at sports due to his asthma, but still).
The only downside is that I still sometimes feel like a third wheel with them. I think it's partly because of how obviously close they already were (knowing each other since they were kids and all) and partly because of my own deep insecurities that don't let me accept that anyone but my dad will ever want me without a condition. I know, I have issues. Deal with it.
Plus they're both boys, I've learnt a lot about lacrosse and cars from them but, no matter how hard I try to be, I'm not really interested. And I've got no one to talk about other things I'm into like books and art or boys.
But enough of the past, tomorrow is the first day of a new school year and I have this weird feeling it's going to be the start something big, something that will completely change my life forever. Or maybe that's just wishful thinking...