Leah.

Blaire and I were taking off our makeup in her connected bathroom. She was mumbling in coherent words under her breathe most likely about how we couldn't go out tonight. Although Blaire had dressed me up and told me I looked beautiful at least fifty times, I was nervous about going out.

I hadn't been to a club, put on makeup, or even worn a dress in years. Or since Sam broke up with me for my cousin. But when I walked out the room I felt important when all eyes were on me, something that had not happened in years.

After I took the makeup off I joined Blaire in her room. Most people say I'm mean but I'm only mean or annoyed if something is getting on my nerves. If you hung around young guys all the time that had annoying stupid habits, you would get pissed off frequently too.

Also I can't let them step all over me. I'm the only girl wolf and I don't need them thinking that they can run all over me. I'm not the type of girl who is going to be a house wife and stay home cooking and cleaning. That's just not me at all.

I think that's why I actually like Blaire. She has that "I don't give a damn" attitude but is still fun to be around. She reminds me of myself when I was a senior.

"Did you ever think about getting a haircut?" Blaire said glancing at you. Before you could respond she was taking my long hair out of its usual low, loose, messy ponytail. She ran her fingers through my hair puffing it out a little.

"Jesus your hair is long!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah I haven't done much to it…" I said sheepishly.

"If you get a better haircut, it would bring out your cheek bones." she said sounding like a professional.

"You're really good at this." I laughed.

"Yeah, I know. I'm just that awesome." she laughed.

"If you want I can call a hairstylist and he can give you a cut tomorrow." she said already whipping her phone out.

"Um su-"

"Might as well make it a spa day, stress and school are going to build up." she added as an afterthought.

"Sorry I cut you off what were you saying." she asked glancing up.

"Nothing, I was just saying thanks. For everything." I smiled.

"No problem, this is kinda fun." she said as the phone dialed.

"Hi, two full spa treatments and one hair appointment. Uh-huh, yup, alright, thanks!" she said hanging up.

"Appointment at eight, spa appointment at eight thirty, and then shopping at twelve." she said it while marking it down in her iPhone calendar.

"Cool, um can you give me a ride there since we only have one car."

"Duh, I was going to drive you there anyway." she said and then reached for her soda, which was empty.

"I'm going to the kitchen, wanna come?" she asked and I shrugged following her out.

"Lohan!" Byron yelled.

"Hilton all the way!" Seth laughed back.

"Dude, its Lohan." Jacob added in.

"Blaire who would win in a fight. Hilton or Lohan?" Byron asked looking at her for the final decision.

"Hilton cannot take a hit, Lohan no question about it." she shrugged as if it were obvious.

"Told you!" Byron said to Seth as he received five dollars from my younger brother.

Jacob.

I was hungry for more snacks so I followed Blaire into the kitchen.

"Where are the chips?" I asked opening some drawers.

"In a store and they can be purchased with your own money." she said with sarcasm dripping from every word.

"Very funny." I stated dryly with a smile playing on my lips.

"Or chips can be found in the closet second shelf down." she said opening the fridge and pulling out a Pepsi.

"I thought you were trying to get lower on calories." I stated as she started chugging the sugary drink.

"Do you think I need to lose weight Mr. Black." she asked tilting her head as she looked at you.

"No! I-I was just, you know, well that's what you told me at the store." I said putting my hands up in defense.

"I'm just kidding, I know I'm thin." she joked but continued, " I meant I'm going to stop eating out, I love my Pepsi. I think I bought a shirt that says it."

"Nice." I smirked and she shrugged her shoulders innocently while turning on the mini TV they had in their kitchen.

"I'm dying to see that it looks so good!" Blaire exclaimed at the Avatar commercial.

This was the moment, the opportunity, the chance. This was fate telling me to ask my imprint out on a date.

"If you want to-" I started but was cut off by a louder voice.

"Oh I have a bad temper! Well you're just an adolescent hormonal teen!" Leah screeched in anger.

"At least I'm not an old lady living at home!" Byron shot back.

"I have got to see this." Blaire smiled at the drama and we walked in the den.

"Please, at least my boyfriend didn't dump me for my cousin and go into a depression PMS stage! Still holding onto the little faith that he might come back to you, when in reality nobody wants you!" Byron yelled hitting below the belt.

"Dude you have no right to talk to her that way, Byron that was just low!" Seth seethed looking like he was about to beat him up on the spot.

Leah stood there for a second her facial expression blank but her eyes readable. In her brown orbs were sadness, lonely, and the most obvious was anger.

"At least my family actually loves. At least my Dad didn't kick me out of the house; at least my family actually cares! Better yet at least I actually have a family! And I pity you greatly Byron, and by the way. You'd never find love since you're just, and always will be, a bitchy prick!" Leah screamed growing louder and louder at each word.

They hit each other at the lowest points they could, at the moment they didn't care how much they were hurting the other. Since the purpose of these words were to hurt each other.

"Stop it! Now!" Blaire screamed grabbing her brother's arm as he stormed out the apartment.

"Byron!" she yelled in the hallway.

"Damn it!" she said slamming the door and sliding down on the wall. I looked over at Seth and pulled him back since he was headed out the door, most likely to beat up Byron. He looked at me, rage written clearly across his face but he stayed.

Then I heard weeping and saw Leah run crying into the nearest room. This may sound crazy but I had never, and I mean never, seen Leah cry. She was the definition of a strong women, though I'd never admit that to her. She always held her ground and was one of the strongest members. So to see her so…vulnerable was different.

Blaire ran into the room Leah was in and closed the door. Seth was pacing back and forth and all I could do was sit on the couch.

Happy New Years to me.