Chapter 1
chapter one
Ellie
I hate Mondays. well, I hate most days but Mondays most. i mean, who doesn't hate Mondays. after three days of staying up late and hanging out with friends, you have to go back to hell on earth. well, my hell on earth, high school. don get me wrong i don't hate the school per se. i hate the people. not all the people but most of them.
i know what you thinking. I'm the most negative person ever, right. but no, I'm really not. but when you are really trying to get a good grade in the class and get paired up with the boy who doesn't do anything or the girl who just wants to gossip about who screwed who at yesterday's party, then its a living hell.
i groaned and got out of bed, grabbing my clothes, after getting ready i headed downstairs to get a snack before i had to head out.
i saw my mom in the kitchen, making something for my little brother. who was in the 8th grade.
"hey mom," i said giving her a hug
"Hey sweetie. do you want one" she said gesturing to the food she was cooking.
"no, i have to head out," i said
"all right, have a good day," she said
i started walking away when i heard her call out
"oh and by the way, the millers are coming to dinner tonight," she said not looking at me. i immediately stomped back to the kitchen.
"Mom! why?" i asked, annoyed
"because Ellie, they are friends, i know you have this weird thing about their son, but you are going to suck it up for a couple of hours" she scolded.
"i do not. have a thing for Blaine miller. he's a jerk who sleeps with every girl he makes eye contact with, he never does his work, never comes to class. he's lucky he's rich or he be screwed." i ranted
"well that's not my problem. just try to be nice, all right" my mom said.
"yeah, yeah. see you later" i said
"bye honey. love you" my mom said
"love you too" i said
in case you didn't notice from my interaction with my mom, i hate Blaine miller. hes the school bad boy. all he knows is parties and sex. he never comes to class, and if he does he just walks in 20 minutes late like he owns the place.
are families are close. me and Blaine were like best friends growing up. when we got into middle school. i had a thing for him. in the 8th grade, we kissed. it was a stupid youg teenager kiss. it didn't mean anything, not to Blaine anyway. when we got into high school, Blaine started acting differently, hanging out with the older boys. then by sophomore year, it was parties. junior year it was girls. and now it's all of the above.
dont get me wrong i cared about Blaine. but i wanted the old Blaine. the one who would talk to me and listen when i needed to talk. not the one who fucked a new girl every other night. i hated that Blaine.
Blaine on the other hand didn't seem phased by losing our friendship. in fact he acts like we were never friends. he even had the audacity to flirt with me like im one of those sluts that throws herself at him.
i walked into schools and to my locker. my best friend lacey was waiting for me. i loved lace, with her blue eyes and long blond hair she was easily one of the prettiest girls in the school
"Hey sexy," i said walking up to her
"hey, hot stuff," she said smirking. this is something we did, not in a weird way. we both had some body image issues. so we did it to remind each other how fucking amazing we were.
"How was the mall," she asked because i went yesterday
"good i got some new jeans," i said
"nice" she said "so do you want to hang out tonight. my parents are gone......again"
Laceys parents both traveled a lot for work leaving her alone in her huge 6 bedroom house. she often stayed at mine.
"i can't i have that stupid asshole and his parent, who i actually like, coming over," i said rolling my eyes
"um....Ellie" lace said looking behind me. i knew what she was going to say.
Fuck! i though
suddenly someone grabbed my wrist and spun me around. i looked up to see blaine in a black leather jacket and tight T-shirt. don't get me wrong. blaine miller was attractive. he was 6'5 with messy curly hair and dark brown eyes. he had the body of a marine. none the less he was a dick.
"what did you say Rodrigez" Blaine's deep voice asked
i pulled my hand away.
"i said you an asshole Blaine" i snapped at him. suddenly he stepped closer to me. pinning me against the locker.
"Hmm," he said looking at me. i started breathing faster, i didnt like him being this close to me. "is that what you think of me"
"yes blaine. now get off me" i said bringing my hands up to his chest to push him put be grabbed them. holding them there. i could feel his steady heartbeat.
he grabbed my wrist. holding it.
"your heartbeat says differently" he smirked
"get. off. of. me," I said again.
he smirked and let me go. stepping back.
"ill see you at dinner tonight Rodrigez," he said "wear something cute"
i gave him the finger as he walked away.
"hes totally into you," lace said
"eww, no he's not he's a whore" i said bitterly.
"a whore who just told you to wear something cute to dinner," lacey said
"that what whores do lace, they act like that" i said.
"when you to are making love in his bedroom, im going to say i told you so" lacey said
"LACEY!" i said smacking her on the arm "never in a million years will i sleep with blaine miller. "
"uh-huh," she said.
i rolled my eyes and went to class.
this was going to be a long night.
I think this is a pretty good start but I just wanted to say that there are a lot of grammar mistakes that put me off. Overall the storyline is great!