Arabella Rivera I stared at my reflection one last time in the mirror. I couldn't believe I cut my hair last night.I lift my hand to glide my fingers through the short strands. They weren't evenly cut, but that's the price you pay when an inexpert cuts your hair. In that case, I was the inexpert. Did I regret it? My eyes burned through the ones my reflection showed me. No, I didn't. Not even one bit. Smiling at myself, I tucked a few strands behind my ear and left the bathroom. It was morning already and I admit I didn't catch much sleep last night but today, I promised myself I'd be strong. I wouldn't be the girl who let things slide anymore or let a mere guy get in the way between my heart and logical mind. I was done. I was going to be strong now and forget about, him. My fingers latch around the strap of my bag and swang it over my shoulder. I took my phone too and began typing away a text to send to Gwen. A
Arabella Rivera"Chewing gum in class is prohibited Gwen." Mr. Boyd's tone is rough as he glares at Gwen from across the room. "You better swallow it or throw it in the trash." His eyes narrowed, daring her to argue.Gwen's confused eyes turn to me as she chews the gum obnoxiously. "What does prohibited mean? Oh don't look at me like that, you know my brain hasn't updated to that level yet."I shook my head, biting my lip to not laugh at her expense. " It means banned, forbidden, not accepted-"Okay enough genius I got it." She rolls her eyes.My shoulder lift in a shrug. "You asked, I answered.""Gwen." Mr. Boyd growls, impatience seeming to twirl itself in his voice.Gwen snapped her head to face Mr. Boyd and sends him an apologetic smile. "The gum now." Giving her a pointed look that warned her of the pending trouble she would be in, Mr. Boyd pointed at his thin mouth."And stop talking during class, you too Arabella.
Arabella RiveraChristian: Miss me?Christian's message lits up on the screen of my phone. My thumb hover over the text as I chewed my lip.I felt guilty for even forgetting about him.Arabella: Yeah. Is something wrong, did you catch something? I erased the text before I sent it. It just seemed vague and like I was uninterested."Watch out!"I move out of the way before a football makes my head its goal. I swear those damn guys can't keep their stupidity only on the field. "Hey I just did my hair!" Gwen screeched at the two culprits."Sorry babe."I shook my head while typing a text to Christian. Definitely, it's seriously not the same when you're not here. I kiss your dorky ass. I sent it before I could overthink too much.I lift my head when a boy curses when he nearly bumps into me. Rolling my eyes, I fix them back on the opened chat. I reread my message, my cheeks flaming when I saw my mistake.But it was
Arabella RiveraWhat the hell? Grumpy?Confusion was all I felt right now as I stared at mother like she grew a second head. She was acting strangely and quite frankly I didn't know if to run for the hills or not. Only that there weren't any hills around here.I could run for a tree but what help would that be?"Are you feeling well mother?" Asking her so seriously made a foreign look of amusement settle on her features, surprising me even more than I am already.She sighs when my blank features did not change. "Look Arabella, just get in, I'll explain on the way." Her voice swirled with a plea. Her voice drops and her eyes soften when I don't make a move to enter the car. "Please."What could be so urgent that she couldn't wait for after school? Not only that, but she was okay with me ditching the rest of the day? In fact, she was the one who wanted me to ditch. Did some alien take over my mother's body without me knowing?I kn
Arabella RiveraMother's eyes saddened considerably. My words got to her, which is exactly what I wanted. I wanted to hurt her like she had done to me for years. Too bad those words I told her wouldn't compare to
Arabella RiveraGwen: Seriously this is our last year, we need to make the most of it. YOU need to make the most of it.
Arabella Rivera"This is totally peer pressure and a lot of other bad shit. Why am I friends with you again?" I groan as I closed the door behind me.Gwen whirls around and winks, resumes walking while doing it backward. "Because I'm the best friend you could ever ask for. Hey come on you gotta loosen up a little. It's only a party and I'll be beside you the entire night. Promise."I grunt, rolling my eyes in annoyance. "That's exactly what I'm not looking forward to."Her mouth parts as her eyes turn into a dark glare. "Don't pretend you don't like my company bitch."" I don't." I spat and walked ahead of her. I didn't want to go to the damn party and she very well knew that. But she wouldn't stop until I do, something I was now starting to resent.I entered the car, slamming the door shut roughly. "Hey hey, careful with my baby bitch."Gwen rushed around the hood to enter the driver's side. She turns to me when she's buckled u
Arabella Rivera"What are you thinking about? You've been so quiet." Gwen asked.I looked out the window and peered at the road. "Oh nothing, just wondering how much damage I'll cause if I just jump out of your car." I shrugged nonchalantly."That way I'll have an excuse to not attend the party.""One. Don't you dare and two, it's already too late we're pulling up to Samantha's." Her tone was filled with amusement as she slows down before a huge gate."This bitch is so loaded I'm fucking jealous." Gwen groans as she presses a button on the wall. "It's me bitch, open up."It buzzes and Samantha's voice bubbles through. "Party!!!" She squeals.The huge iron gate groans as it pushes open automatically. Gwen drives in slowly, looking around in amazement. I couldn't blame her, The entire estate looked spectacularly rich and beautiful."Hey, I don't think I packed clothes for the party or for the sleepover." I drawled out.