Unfortunately, the same couldn’t be said for Mark and Remy who had decided to go their separate ways, but they were both dating other people right now and seemed to be equally happy. Neither one of them could make it today and I’m sure it probably had to do with the fact that they were still a little uncomfortable around each other.
Yes, life had been hard at first, but as soon as I found Chase, or rather he found me, it had completely turned around. I might have tried to run at first, but he chased me down and held my hand the whole time along this crazy journey that we called life. Now, we were surrounded by our loved ones that always supported us and this little miracle cradled against my chest would only bring us closer together.
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C.A. Williams is a stay at home to two crazy little boys, with another baby on the way. She is married to her high school sweetheart and lives in Michigan. She has always had a love of books since the time she was a little girl and can almost always be found reading something at any time of the day.
When her husband gifted her with her first reader, the dream of being an author someday really sparked to life. After reading countless books and having ideas for books fill her head at night to the point of where she couldn’t sleep, she told her husband she wanted to start writing books. Luckily, he didn’t look at her like she was crazy in the head and purchased a laptop within the next week. And thus the story continues.
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Chapter 1
“Excuse me, I think this one needs redone. There’s a tiny little smudge. I think you really should just start completely over to make it perfect.” I scrunched my nose at the woman who was painting my nails in the Charged up Cherry, who gave me a scowl, but proceeded to remove the color as I asked without a word. Which was probably a good thing, I’m sure she didn’t want to be losing any customers and I could make that happen very quickly.
“I just love that color, Adelaide. It will look perfect with that dress you bought at Divinity for the party on Friday. Did you hear who Mark is bringing by the way?” I lost interest as one of my best friends, Marley, droned on and on about Mark Zander, one of the most popular guys at our school.
I could care less.
Been there, done that.
And never going back.
At least Madison was paying attention, hanging on Marley’s every word. Madison with her dark chestnut hair, petite frame, and brown eyes was all in all a good looking girl by most people’s standards, but she tended to be a worshiper and that kind of made her pathetic.
Marley on the other hand had flowing bleach blonde hair that curled into soft ringlets, stood as tall as most guys, but had a slim model like figure and a full chest, and definitely knew that she was hot.
The three of us had been ‘best friends’ since I had moved here almost four years ago. And when I used the term best friends, I used it lightly. They basically just welcomed me with open arms, because of who my step father was.
I guess if you wanted to, you could call me the one in charge, they both seemed to follow me anywhere, but they were also quicker than anyone to turn around and stab you in the back.
It had all started in the summer in between junior high and high school, when I had a crush on Parker Stanger. Marley knew that I liked him, so she sunk her claws into him first and I caught the two of them hiding behind a tree with Parkers hand up her shirt. Now that I thought about it and passed him in the hallways at school, along with the rest of his friends that liked to dress in all black like they were going to a funeral daily, it kind of made me gag.
Whenever I had a guy, Marley had to have him next. Whatever. I guess she liked sloppy seconds. The only guy she hadn’t managed to score was Mark.
And Madison always tended to side with Marley whenever the three of us had a little tiff. Eventually I got over it. I had to admit, when they weren’t around to shop with or go out to parties, things did get rather lonely. So I would forgive Marley for whatever minor discretion and move passed it, but that didn’t mean I always liked hanging out with them.
I checked back into reality when I heard a click and “That’s a wrap.” I blew out a breath at those three simple words and relaxed just a little. The camera men began to pack away their equipment while the director scrolled down some notes and then picked up his phone.
For the past year, our school had been featured on a reality show, Unrehearsed, that centered on high school life and the everyday dramas. Luckily, they switched schools after a year of recording. It had been stressful to say the least, putting on a show for all of America, that everything in my life was picture perfect. Far from it.
“Well, girls, it’s been a total blast.” I stood up, handing my credit card to the cashier and gave them a wiggle of my fingers. “I’ll see you two tomorrow. Is the plan still to come over to my place before the party tomorrow night?”
“Of course,” Madison gushed. “Your place is the best. I’ll bring my stuff with me to school, so I can ride over with Madison. Daddy still hasn’t given me my keys back,” she huffed and pouted her lip out. “He’s such a pain in the ass, hopefully he gives in soon.” Hmm, I wonder why Madison. Could it be due to the fact that you were driving it shitfaced and ran into a tree before you even left the driveway of Zoe Michaels house. Even I wasn’t that stupid. About drinking and driving at least.
“Meh. You have Marley to chauffer you around everywhere, no need for a car,” I replied sweetly.
Madison giggled as she blew on her finished nails. “So right, Adelaide.” I watched as Marley stiffened next to Madison and gave her an icy stare.
I bet Madison really loved it, even though we all knew Marley had to scrape money together to get the piece of shit car she had, while Madison and I had brand new cars bought for us the second we turned sixteen. She tried to hide it from everyone at school, but I made sure to let it slip, by accident of course, that her father was a janitor at some factory and her mother was totally out of the picture.
I guess money couldn’t buy everything though. I had always been a little jealous of Marley for the relationship she had with her father. He seemed to actually care for his daughter and not just see her as some pawn in the game of life. Or as a complete and utter failure.
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