My phone had become a permanent amount of pieces. And it was my fault as to why my mom told me I wouldn't be getting a new one. Good, I didn't want a new one anyway, it would allow people to forget about what happened yesterday, and hopefully become something as a dare or something I got suckered into. I climbed the stairs to my bedroom and closed my door and sank into my bed sheets. I figured if I got lost in my sheets, I wouldn't be found and I could rot away into oblivion and be forgotten by breakfast tomorrow morning. That's what I was hoping for, so far the count for not going to school had been only a day, and I was in no hurry to get back. Even though the love of books and the smell of pencil shavings were calling to me, and I wasn't going to answer that call. I sighed, and looked over at my glowing red clock, it was only ten thirty and my mom has set up that I go back to school after lunch, which was in about two hours and fifteen minutes and thirty seconds. Did I mention that I was not looking forward to going back? Riiight, I did. I sighed again, and flopped my pillow over my head and curled into the darkness moaning and complaining about my stupid actions. So you see, I was up on a make shift stage singing this song and I sang it quite well, but that's not the problem. The problem is that Taylor, the bookworm actually did something amazing and everyone wanted to know me. That's the problem. See, girls like me don't like being recognized for outstanding things that seem normal, such as winning something other than math or science wise. Because girls like me know when your awarded like that, everyone wants to be a piece of it, everyone wants to be your friend and everyone waits for you to do something else great. Or they try to out do you for your spotlight. So girls like me, shine in things that aren't normal, and don't get as much credit as the normal things. I was so screwed. Looking over at my clock again it blinked to ten forty-five, and I knew I couldn't stall any longer. My mom was picking me up at eleven fifteen to take me out to lunch, then she would drop me off at school then she would return to work for the day. I needed a shower and to debate to what to wear since, sensational Taylor was going to be in the presence of her peasants today. I jumped in the shower rather quickly, and quickly brushed my teeth and actually applied make-up. Now, I know I didn't need it but because today I wasn't feeling as lazy, I applied eyeliner and continued on with my business. I left my hair down in it's curly, natural wavy way, grazing down to my shoulder blades, I tried to the pump-y thingy on top of one's head and it actually looked nice on me with a few pieces of hair framing my face I looked hot, dangerous and someone new. Hmm, I might consider doing this style more often. Now I thought about just dressing up in sweats and a ripped t-shirt, but I knew Shar would actually kill me, because I wasn't feeling like crap, and I did have other clean clothes so I left my sweats and perfect ripped shirt where they lay, folded in my drawer. I brought a finger up to my chin to think about what I should wear, since when did picking something out for school become so hard? Right, because I had awesome-ness glow around me and I had a fashion freak as my best friend, that's when it became hard. So, I ripped my closet apart looking for a normal outfit. I gasped, and immediately put it on. I ran my hands over the soft fabric, and pinched and tugged at the fabric. It was snow white, with black spots in randomizing places, but the spots could be made out of things, designs, shapes and faint words. It flowed down to above my kneecaps. And underneath my bust, it held a medium sized black belt. I debated on wearing leggings, but my better judgment told me not to. I slipped the black jacket on over my arms and fluffed my hair out from my jacket and let it fall silently onto my shoulders.

"You look amazing Taylor."

I spun around, to find my mom leaning in the doorway. My eyes instantly flew to my clock, eleven o'clock even. My mom was early?

"Mom? Your early?"

My mom nodded her head and walked further into my room, she handed me a bag and went into my closet. I pulled the box out of the bag. Dammit, it was a newer phone than what I had at the beginning of the year. A LG GD900, with an icy, invisible keyboard.

I whined and stomped my foot. "Mooooom, I thought you said I couldn't get a new phone?"

"I know, but I was driving past the phone place and they had a deal, two halves off to get that phone. Besides, I don't like you not having a phone for emergencies. What if you get hurt on a field trip and its out in the middle of no where?"

"Then I'll suffer out in the middle of no where." I grumbled.

"What was that?" My mom pipped.

"Nothing. Mom what are you looking for anyway in there?"

"Aha!" My mom called out and stepped out of the closet with a pair of shoes. Heels? Aw hell naw, I was NOT putting those on.

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"Have a good day Taylor." My mom called.

In response I slammed the car door and tripped a bit before I caught myself and slowly walked up East High's concrete steps. Stupid heels, stupid new phone, stupid me for ever being born. Why me? My mom and I were about twenty minutes late getting me to school at the desired timing, right after lunch. After my mom and I fought about the heels, we went out to lunch. There was nothing more. When I finally got inside, I not being a expert at walking in heels, tried to make the clacking a little less loud. It worked, but it took me three more minutes than I had planned to get to the office. Damn these shoes. After walking into the office, I went up to the front desk, explained what my mom told me to say, and within a few moments I was heading to my locker. Grabbing my books, I walked to my fourth hour class, US History. The next moments that happened I'll probably never forget, it was noisy, due to there being a sub, the kind that is trying to get everyone's attention but are failing to, and when I finally stepped into the room fully, all the voices stopped and everyone stared at me. I felt my cheeks heat up immediately and continued to stand there.

"Excuse me ma'am, Can I help you?" The sub snipped.

"Uhm, yeah I'm in this class-"

"Good then have a seat."

"But I-"

"Have a seat before I send for a security guard to come and remove you."

Holding back from cussing the sub out, I angrily went to the desk, and flung the pass onto the desk and went to slide into my seat, glaring at the sub. The sub, then continued to say what the assignment was and that it was due at the end of the class period. Grumbles were heard everywhere and paper was being ripped from notebooks. I sat in my seat, because I did the work yesterday and had it ready to be turned in, but there was no way that I would turn it in to this sub. I sat back, and crossed my arms still fuming when I felt eyes on me, turning to my right all my friends had their eyes on me, and mouths dropped open. Smiling like an idiot I waved to them, and sunk lower in my seat. What a long period this was to be. So, I laid my head down on my desk and closed my eyes, wishing for a magical wish to get me out of there. I brought my head up for a moment to see my friends still staring at me, but with smiles on their faces. Chad's face, no, his eyes held that twinkle that they always did when he was happy, really happy about something and he turned around and continued to work. I laid my head back down on the desk, when the sub of course had to bug me about the assignment. Pulling it out, I showed him I was finish and that shut him up and left him fuming back to the desk.

Serves your spineless ass.

With a smirk, I laid back down, and just listened to my breathing and pencils scraping at the paper, then jumping about a foot high, my heart began to accelerate. Dammit, that would be that traitorous phone, huh? Yup. I slyly, pulled out my icy invisible phone and checked the screen, who would be texting me at a time like this? Taking a glance down at the screen, I all but fell out of my chair, why would HE be texting me?

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That is where I'm stopping at guys. Sorry for the lack of an update, Writer's block and waiting for more reviews (which no more appeared) So, I updated now. How is everyone's summer going? Hopefully if you graduated then congrats to you and good luck in the real world and with your career choice. One review guys, thanks.

ME NO OWNY HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL D : Because if I did, I'd have five or six more movies out by now.