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I'm Back

I really, really didn't want to go to school the Monday after the Masquerade ball. I felt incredibly embarrassed and outrageously angry at Dylan fucking Marvil for running everything at the time when I felt the least ruined.

On the Monday I got woken up by Lady Gaga's "Just Dance", my new ringtone Olivia had set to get me in the mood for the dance over the weekend. It made me feel like puking whenever I heard it now. I made such a fool of myself, how could I face everyone?

Anyway, the person ringing was none other than Olivia. She wanted me to go to her house so that we could go to school from there. At five frickin' am. I swear, that girl is crazy. I got out of bed though, seeing as I wasn't exactly in the deepest sleep anyway.

I left a sticky-note on the fridge door telling Dad where I had gone, and then I slipped on my comfiest University of Pink tracksuit, pulled on my Uggs and went on my way to Olivia's house.

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"...and then Dylan revealed who I was and I left and went home and that was it." I concluded, separating my orange in to segments and popping one in my mouth. Olivia brought two mugs of steaming coffee to the table and then plonked herself on to the chair opposite me.

"But if you think about it, they still like you Massie. Because this new Massie who has been around for the past six months or however the hell long it has been, wasn't really you. The old Massie, the one everybody loved was at the ball. So that shows that you are still the super hot,-don't blush Mass, you know it's true-bright, friendly girl everyone loved. You just have to show them you can still be that girl. You are still that girl. And as for Dylan fuck-head Marvil, forget about that bitch. She's just jealous. You shouldn't be scared of her."

I smile and put down my coffee, "Olivia Ryan, I don't know how I deserve you as a friend. You are truly special."

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"Ok I can't do this. It is impossible. I'm serious, I think I might faint." I mutter to Olivia from the corner of my mouth. We are only in the car-park and already people are staring and whispering.

"Massie..." Olivia murmurs. A smile is playing at her lips. "I think it's ok...look at Saylene Homer to the right of that Porsche Cayenne."

I turn to Saylene and she squeals when she sees me, tossing her curtain of glossy hair behind her as if she is auditioning for a Pantene commercial. She bounds over to me on her espadrille wedges, "Massie! I absolutely luh-v those jeans you're wearing! You have so made a comeback. I mean, everyone is just so stunned at your performance on Saturday, it's like you've made the pages of US Weekly. And that dress you wore! I mean, wow, don't even get me started! Anyways, gotta go, but I'll catch you later, 'kay?" Saylene waggles her manicured fingers at me.

Woah. I did not expect that.

"People...people are actually talking to me normally?" I say incredulously to Olivia. She grins and slides a pair of tinted Prada sunglasses up her nose. "Goodbye depressed emo Massie, hello new-and-improved Massie..."

"Liv!" I giggle as we walk in to the halls.

But as I watch everyone by their lockers, the jocks thumping each other on the backs, the emos applying even more eyeliner, the nerds taping their glasses together...everything is so stereotypical, so high-school-ish, and...I like it. Because I've waited so long for things to go back to normal, to me getting a hold on reality once more. I've missed out on so much but now I'm sure I've found myself. It was like I was on a journey, not knowing where my destination was, what obstacles I would find myself at on the way. Be it little things like Kristen scowling at me, or the bigger things, like the death of my Mother. Life changes, you just have to go with it. You can't give up on it like I did. I was glad to have Olivia to help me, to help me reach the destination I was meant to be at the whole time.

The journey I have had over the year has felt like decades. I can't change any of it, but I know I can do my best to make amends with the people I love, deep down.

And now, with everything ok and normal, I just know...

That I'm back. And now that I'm back, I won't be leaving for a very long time yet...