A/N Ok, so this third part of nine parts for chapter one may be a bit longer than the others, we'll see Oh and Please REVIEW!
Adrian
I got in my extra short mini skirt and my extra small almost clear as water belly/shoulder shirt over my extra padded bra. I put on some high heeled sandals. I brush through my black locks and laugh to myself as I remember the summer. It was pretty amazing. I had been dating Ricky and he'd been sleeping over my house, of course I was fourteen and nothing happened. Ricky broke up with me and the next day I started dating Jack. It was an amazing relationship that lasted about a day until I found him sleeping (no clothes) with another girl who was also clothing less. We broke up. I always needed a boyfriend, I always needed attention. So I started dating this guy named Ben. He got the bad boy title when we went to a dance and we went in a room, started kissing, and found our clothes off. He was my first. Our relationship lasted about seven nights and eight days when I got the surprise that I had to move to stupid South Carolina. I can't handle long distance relationships so we called it off. But I had to admit, I did look good in his shirt. So now I was dressing like the bad girl a.k.a. slut. It was good because then I got attention. That was all I needed. I didn't care about grades, as long as I got attention, a boyfriend, and nights over a guy's house with out clothes. I didn't have the last two yet. The keyword is yet. I was bound to get a boyfriend. Especially with this kind of an outfit. I had to walk to school showing off my tanned legs, I didn't mind much. My mom and dad had divorced then gotten back together until two weeks ago my dad found my mother with her secretary and she found him with his secretary. They divorced again. And my mother was always at "work". That's what she calls it, I call it over strangers' houses having an intercourse. I got to the school and everybody started staring at me. A big point scored for the first day! Then a girl with blonde brown hair just bumps into me.
"I'm s-s-sorry," she stuttered picking up her books.
"You better be," I snapped back. She had on a t-shirt with a sweater and jeans, covering up everything and making her look so, so different from what I see in the mirror. Of course, you have to be beautiful to pull off a look like mine. She hurried off like a scared little mouse. It was so pathetic I rolled my eyes. The bell rang and I headed for the home room. The guys made me a path, the girls just got in front of me like I was a piece of chopped liver or something. I mean how rude is that?
A/N I described Adrian's feelings because they are part of some key things that I will have later on. I hoped you liked this longer part of C1! Please REVIEW!