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LOCATION: OLIVIA'S CLOSET. COFFENSIONAL.
"The fact that I really don't have any friends in my grade kills me. Normally, everywhere I go I have friends. From summer camp to random places, like the grocery store, I have always made friends and I made them fast, but at school everything different. People don't accept me and their clique's are already formed. nobody is open to having something new in their lives. I guess I'm not something new, because I'm not even new to the school. I'm just new in the sense that I'm different than most. I'm different because of my insecurities. That's why I got my nose job. My insecurities obviously influence my life a lot and I guess they have defiantly influenced other's people opinions about me too. I think that the fact that I got a nose job made a lot of people think that I am stuck up or a bitch. But I'm not.
I had friends once. Well..i guess it's not like that.. I have friends now. But they are boys and I'm not so sure they don't just like me because of my body. Anyways. I had a girl friend once. She moved away in 6th grade. Her name was Kayla. this was before anybody cared about your socks. This was before the even the teacher's judged you. This was before Massie and her clique ruined our school. Everybody was friends back then. I feel like the fact that I don't have friends my own age is going to affect me for the rest of my life. Sure I have 'friends'. I have friends who are nice to my face, but when I'm gone I KNOW they are going to make a remark about how I don't wear all the fancy brands or how I'm, quote-unquote, a whore. So they aren't my friends. I guess they are more of just people who I put up with. And who put up with me. I don't really have anybody who I can talk to about my problems. I don't have many, just the fact that I throw up. No big deal. It would help if I had somebody to talk to though. anybody. You know, I've even thought about opening up to Kemp before, that's how desperate for friendship I am. Luckily I talked myself out of that before I broke down. At times I wish I would have though. But the consequences would have just been…bad. That's the only way I could describe it. In my school, if I even open my mouth, the consequences are bad."
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LOCATION: OCHS.
SLAM. Somebody slammed my locker door shut, when I bent down to get my books out of my bag. Typical. I whip up ready to bitch somebody out when i find Derrick and Cam grinning at me.
"ugh. You asshole's." I say. They both are looking at me like they have no idea why I would swear at them. Shocked. Cam is in his signature leather jacket with just a plain white tee shirt underneath and light wash denim jeans, while Derrick played it up a little bit, for Dylan I'm guessing, with a red sweater and dark wash jeans.
"Now, now livie, watch that mouth. Don't want the old bird to hear you, now do you?" Derrick asked with a heart melting smile. I could hear girls sigh beside me, and Derrick knows it.
"n-" I start before getting cut off by Cam.
"no, she doesn't" Cam says while putting an arm on my shoulder. "because if our 'pal' hears you saying those dirty, dirty words then you'll get in trouble and not be able to come to my party tonight. And we want you come to my party tonight, right Derrick?"
"oh. Yes. Very much so." Derrick responds by putting his arm on my other shoulder. I can tell that they are mocking me but its out of good nature. I play along.
"oh. I don't know boys…that party sounds preeeeeettty lame. Maybe I don't want to be cought with that kind of 'crowd'. I mean…you guys just aren't up to my standards. " I sneer and start to walk away, my flowy pink Abercrombie skirt swaying against my legs. Cam grabs my arm and turns me around.
"Olivia. You're coming. Don't try to weasel you're way out of it." Cam says smiling at me but somehow he's serious at the same time. His eyes are telling me that he really wants me to go. The blue one to be exact.
" and what do you mean we aren't up to your 'standards'?" Derrick asks sounding offended. "all you're friends are going to be there. And maybe another one, another guy."
"uhm. They aren't my friends. You guys are. You know that. You're girlfriends hate me. And so does the rest of our grade." I say as we start walking. And then it hit's me. Another GUY? "wait. What? You guys are setting me up…on a date.?"
Cam looks a little distressed but Derrick is beaming. "Yes! We found you the best dude. You're going to love him. I promise." Derrick says while kissing my cheek and walking away to class. I turn to cam.
"am i?" I say giving him a pointed look. He looks up at me shyly. Cam can never lie so if he says I'm going to like him then I know I will.
"yeah." He says softly. "you're going to really hit it off. I think you know him."
He kisses my cheek just like Derrick does and walks away.
"be there at 9:00. And make sure you look extra good!" he call's out confidently. God. He is so cute.
Awwwww. Poooor Olivia. The boy she likes is setting her up on a date. Thoughts? Comments? REVIEW. Lets go for twentyyyy babby!. :D.
And thanks to all my reviewers from the last chapter.
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