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AN: hello! Just wanna say thank you to all who read the first chapter. But reviews would totally be appreciated and give me some thoughts and some suggestions...I don't know just tell me something don't care if its bad comment or what..:) Well this story is Rated T just to be safe and this is a teenager talking so might say some inappropriate words...be patient please probably this last and next chapter is boring its only the beginning so just warming things up..

Thanks to all that subscribe and took time bothering reading my first eveer story well you know who you are...on to the story.

Chapter 2: Which One?

B.T.L. (Before the letter). I always thought that every part of our major life happened in dramatic settings. It really did. Not only did Memorial Day mean people all over the world could begin to wear black or white again, but it also means that prom mania got bigger deal. All you had to do is pick up a Seventeen or Teen Vogue to see that it had overtaken the entire country, but in Albuquerque, it was really bad. Especially at East High and West High.

I have twins a.k.a.. the Clones, a.k.a. Ashley and Britney, a.k.a. my stepsister, who had the prom disease, which I called prom-matitis. My parents was divorce last year. My mom remarried another man, which was the Clones father. He's okay but I still preferred my dad by my side. They divorced 'cause of some silly jealousy. Well they still haven't resolve their problem...yet. That's what I'm here for. But my dad live close to us, like two blocks away and he doesn't have a family. My two sister, ahem, step-sister is sorta, kinda, a little bit...well they're not nice at all. They' re obnoxious and... well, blonde. Do I have to say more? (AN: no offense love blondes they are pretty and sexy)

I heard that prom is being held in City Hall of Albuquerque. Both different school is going to be there: East and West High. The theme of the gala night is either Fairytale Land or City Nights Out. My mom design me a gown for the upcoming prom. Well didn't I tell, mom is a great fashion designer. Cool huh? My two annoying step-sister insisted to get a dress, in a branded known fashion designer such as Ralph Lauren and Marcesa or should I say gown, 'cause its so long its like they getting married.

Like a normal teenager, I have myspace, who doesn't?, facebook, IM, twitter or whatever the new things I was in my myspace profile, an IM came through from my friend BklynHottie. As you might guess from his screen name, he lives in Brooklyn. We became e-buddies after he wrote me a fan letter last year saying how much he enjoyed my blogs.

BklynHottie: whatcha doin?

AntiPopularityGirl: just finished another letter to the paper.

BklynHottie: wats it bt?

AntiPopularityGirl: how the prom causes mushy damage to the mind of unpopular kids.

BklynHottie: Ouch!:)

AntiPopularityGirl: yup. So did u ask anyone 2 ur prom yet?

BklynHottie: nahh...most of the girls at my school are idiots.

AntiPopularityGirl: what a coincidence. Most of the girls at MY school r idiots too.

BklynHottie: cool! Well gotta get back to my English paper. talk 2 u 2morrow?nite ;)

AntiPopularityGirl: yeah. nyty!

Even though, we never actually met I'm officially attached to him. He's like my bestfriend that I never had by my side. Over the past years, we texted each other, listened to the same song, ask his opinion in everything, it's sort of like we're boyfriend/girlfriend, but without the boyfriend/girlfriend part. Get it?

After BklynHottie and I e-mailed a few times, I told him since he knew what I looked like it was only fair if he send me one of his 'hottie' picture. But he refused, saying that he didn't want my opinion of him to change because of his physical appearance. Ryan convinced me that probably he is ugly like hunchback and doesn't want my pity to him or something like that. BklynHottie already knew what I looked like from when I still had my blogs and had posted some photos of me.

I never really dated anyone. Also never had my first kissed. Well if you considered a two second smack lightly on the lips then. Well, I'm practically junior now and it's embarrassing to know that I'm so naive, well not really. I'd been in the few blind dates before, but it's a setup from Shar, Taylor and Ryan. This one I had dinner with, is a senior when I was in sophomore year, was gross. He is cute guy and everything but when he laugh, oh goshness!, he laughed like a pig and his saliva was spurting out all over our dinner food. After that, I swear that I would never date until the right ones come, hello its 2009 now, when would he come? and never trusted Ryan in boys again. Well its practically his type of guy and he was the one who chose him. Except for maybe Troy Daniel Renz Bolton.

But that's never going to happen, seeing that he's the most popular guy in school.

I know it's weird that I, Ms. Anti-Prom/Popularity Girl, would have a crush on someone like that, especially since I've never spoken to him, but I have a feeling that he's nice and cool

When I got to bed that night, I have a trouble falling asleep and find my mind being torn thinking about BklynHottie and Troy Bolton.

Both different kind of person, both living across from each other, and both mystery to me. Could it be one of them be the Mr. Right I've been looking for? that took to long to arrive?

AN: so what do u think good? Bad? Boring? Well hope its not that boring...I'm practicing my writing skill right now for this story...I want this story to work well... ;) Review?