AUTHORS NOTE;; Hey, it's OnlyHurtInside! Here's my first chapter for Pretending, or aka, Chapter 2! I hope it makes sense, and I'm sorry if it's not that good! I am also sorry for characters being OOC; it's just the way I write! GET OVER IT! Jk. Enjoy, and sub my YouTube channel; newlollyvideos. Talk to ya later, R&R.

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VICTORIA'S POV

I woke up Friday morning and threw on my favorite sweatshirt. It was quite chilly for a day in Hollywood, California, the air still salty from the ocean not far away. School was the last thing on my mind… until I saw Avan through my window, about to leave without the slut on the back of his motorcycle. That was an odd site; she usually got drunk and slept over his house every night. He looked up towards my window and waved at me, half laughing, and that's when I realized it wasn't as early as I thought it had been.

"OH MY GOD," I jumped backwards, slamming into the nightstand. My alarm clock went flying. I was going to be late. I hobbled over to the closet, leg now aching from the bruise that would be forming. No doubt about it. I cursed myself for being so stupid, and then flung open my closet. Half of my clothes had been donated, the other half we're just missing.

"FUDGEEEE!" I screamed out. "Now what?"

My phone began buzzing like crazy, and my head began to pound. I could tell this would be a bad day, I mean, the morning already sucked hell. I was sick and tired of people at this point, they we're just getting old and annoying. I wanted to scream, but instead, I answered the phone.

"Yo," Avan's tired voice rang through the phone. "You're gonna be late. Wanna a ride?"

What was I supposed to do? Say no? I was late, and I couldn't do much more about it. He was waiting for me, and he did have that really cute friend. Maybe I could get some information out of him, you know. I quickly got dressed, threw on some cute ugg boots my old friend had given me, and flew down the stairs.

"Bye mom," I hollered. She threw a dazed look at me but continued on with her breakfast anyway. Bitch, I was hungry. Oh well, so not gonna get a chance to eat today. I was going to end up making both me and Avan late.

ELIZABETH'S POV

It was earlier Friday morning, and I realized I had survived the whole first week of 11th grade. I can't believe I made it through. It was quite a boring week, same old teachers, and same old boring lectures. Nothing really changed. Except, you know, the Race.

I usually try to stay away from that band, the Race, you know? They are obnoxious, loud-mouthed, self-centered assholes. Somehow, I managed to end up next to Avan in almost every class. I cursed myself even though it wasn't my fault. He wasn't as bad as I thought he would be, though.

He was sort of funny and sort of cute. Scratch that. He wasn't funny, and he wasn't cute. No, I can't think like this, look what happened to Ariana. He ditched her in a heartbeat, left her hanging on the side lines. He took something she'd never get back… a sad, sad story for another time.

Ariana entered the class room. She was late to first period, which was unlike her. She skipped across the room, cute jean skirt moving freely around her, and she was giggling. Why? Well, I don't know, she always seemed to be giggling and happy, even when she tried to force me to eat certain foods and I disagree bitterly or even when I rudely would scream at her and she'd giggle at me. But she was simply skipping, towards me. Not that she'd want to get near me. I was dressed in all black today, even wearing black combat boots. I didn't always dress this was, only when I was feeling exceptionally down.

When I was feeling down, everyone knew it was at their best to stay away. Even Ariana and Victoria. They knew I'd chew them out in a matter of seconds, and I would make it completely their fault, all because they came near me. They hated me for it, sure, but they'd get use to me.

"Hey," Avan said smoothly, using his sexy ass morning voice. I love a morning voice on a hot guy. When you wake up next to them in bed, and…

"HEY!" Ariana squealed, when she noticed him leaning in to me. She had awoken me from my thoughts entirely, and I was sort pissed. She knew not to get near me; it was an all-black day!

"What?" I bitched at her loudly. Her whole face fell. "Sorry, Ari, What's up?"

I couldn't stand to hurt my girl, and her face when she got sad was unbearable. It was like the sad chewed up childhood teddy bear that you we're discarding. I loved Ariana too much to hurt her, even if it was just a slight tear or a frown of hers. She'd do anything for me, and I was too stupid to realize that sometimes.

Avan rubbed a hand through his hair. I cringed slightly. He was so self-centered. I found it annoying at times. Then other times, when I wish I had been the girl he had given heart break too. Ariana wouldn't be hurt, I would. And everyone knows I can handle things a heck of a lot better then she can. That's an obvious fact of life.

Ariana stood in front me. She was just smiling. "HEHEHEHEEHEHE! I like someone," she laughed, before skipping away. Avan looked at her with this what-the-fuck look, before turning back to me.

"So, we need to talk," he said, sexy voice and all. Hmmm, I rummaged a hand through my own hair, feeling the greasiness. Man, I must have looked horrible, and I just freaking noticed.

"About…?" I told myself. Act cool. Act cool.

"My friend, Andre, has a thing for the brown haired goody two shoes."

"Oh."

My whole face fell. He wasn't even close to being interested in me. He was being himself, an overrated player, and I was being… a teenage fan girl. I am not a teenager fan girl. I bit my bottom lip and turned away.

ARIANA'S POV

I was so excited to come to school this morning. So excited. I really like school because I find it interesting, and exciting, and it keeps my mind busy. If my mind isn't busy, I have awful flash backs about a boy who did the unspeakable to me. But shhhh…. That's a secret.

An Unspeakable Secret.

I walked into class, my jean skirt looking cuter than ever. People loved my bright happy red hair, and they loved the fact that I always had a really good attitude on me, even when Avan was around. Thing was, I finally told myself that there we're other guys in this world I could get along well with, and Victoria always tells me that there are plenty of guys in the sea.

But that's the problem. I don't want just any guy. I have high standards. Yes, it's something you wouldn't actually believe, but I do. And I like bad boy guys in a band. They are cute, and especially when they are rocking out on their guitars and drums and singing. That's why I fell so hard for Avan, and I thought I would never love again.

Until this morning, when my brand new heel broke. Then I was helped up by the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. He had a bushy head of hair, glasses that framed his adorable head, and this nerdy look to him. I just stared. He smiled, ran a hand (we're those nails manicured?) through his hair, and then handed me my bag and phone, which had both went flying.

I was so excited to tell Jade.

That is, until I saw him with… Liz.

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