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Cloudy With a Chance of Death
[Sydney Part I]
The five of us walk strode into Abercrombie & Fitch with our
arms linked together like the 24kt gold necklace around
Tara's neck. That was another thing of hers I wanted.
Can anyone name a reason why you shouldn't be jealous of Tara Lobsta? She had gorgeous red hair and blue eyes, clear skin. And if you asked me if I envied her, I'd lie.
Her features weren't the only thing that made me wish to be her every night at 11:11. The Hot List went to my head, as well. Of course Tara had to beat me out- her as #1 and myself as #2- but there was something way deeper than the Hot List that made me hate Tara.
Ryan Rondonta. Our moms were best friends, causing our families to do everything together. Somewhere between all the cookouts and family game nights, I realized he stole my heart. I searched for his heart so that it could be mine... but Tara had it. Not that she intentionally snagged it, because she didn't. Tara was happily dating Mercy's love, Chase, and she didn't have a single clue that Ryan liked her, or that I liked Ryan.
The reason why I befriended Tara in the first place makes no sense. I became her friend in the beginning of Freshman year so that I could feed information about her to Ryan. Somehow, I hoped that doing these deeds for Ryan would make him love me back. But here we are at the tail end of Sophomore year and my live for him remains unrequited.
"These are so cute!" Tara squealed, snapping me out of my trance. She checked the side on a pair of light-wash short shorts then snatched it off the rack. "You guys should each get a pair too! We can all match on the last day of school."
Chelsie, Mercy, & Sadie scoured for their own sizes while I casually leaned against a rack of skimpy bikinis and took a sip of my Frozen Hot Chocolate.
Tara squinted at me with her curious blue eyes,
"Money's tight," I explained with a sigh.
Can anyone name a reason why you shouldn't be jealous of Tara Lobsta? She had gorgeous red hair and blue eyes, clear skin. And if you asked me if I envied her, I'd lie.
Her features weren't the only thing that made me wish to be her every night at 11:11. The Hot List went to my head, as well. Of course Tara had to beat me out- her as #1 and myself as #2- but there was something way deeper than the Hot List that made me hate Tara.
Ryan Rondonta. Our moms were best friends, causing our families to do everything together. Somewhere between all the cookouts and family game nights, I realized he stole my heart. I searched for his heart so that it could be mine... but Tara had it. Not that she intentionally snagged it, because she didn't. Tara was happily dating Mercy's love, Chase, and she didn't have a single clue that Ryan liked her, or that I liked Ryan.
The reason why I befriended Tara in the first place makes no sense. I became her friend in the beginning of Freshman year so that I could feed information about her to Ryan. Somehow, I hoped that doing these deeds for Ryan would make him love me back. But here we are at the tail end of Sophomore year and my live for him remains unrequited.
"These are so cute!" Tara squealed, snapping me out of my trance. She checked the side on a pair of light-wash short shorts then snatched it off the rack. "You guys should each get a pair too! We can all match on the last day of school."
Chelsie, Mercy, & Sadie scoured for their own sizes while I casually leaned against a rack of skimpy bikinis and took a sip of my Frozen Hot Chocolate.
Tara squinted at me with her curious blue eyes,
"Money's tight," I explained with a sigh.
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Cloudy With a Chance of Death
[Sydney Part II]
In the dressing stall, I sat on the bench while my friends pranced around in their shorts.
Those do look cute, I thought.
I fished through my Juicy Couture tote and eventually salvaged three $20 bills, enough to cover the shorts.
"Hey, can someone please go get me a pair of those shorts?" I asked, pushing a lock of my blonde hair behind my left ear.
"I'll go get it!" Tara offered, sprinting to the door. "What size?"
"Two."
A snicker escaped from Tara's lips.
My head froze in place, but my eyes raised their gaze to her. "What?"
Tara simpered and shrugged. "Oh, nothing. It's just that... your size is a 2 and you're number 2 on the Hot List. How ironic."
"Why, what size are you?" I snapped.
She leaned over her purse and grabbed her water bottle from it. "Double zero," she replied. While she took a sip of her water, she eyed my Frozen Hot Chocolate, her way of subtly mocking me for weighing a little more than her. But I took the hint.
"I'll get the shorts myself," I mumbled, scrambling out the door with my purse in hand.
But I sprinted past the rack of shorts. As a matter of fact, I left the store and didn't stop running until I reached the bathroom in Macy's. I locked myself in one of the stalls and whipped out my Blackberry. Ryan was the only one who could make me feel better.
Me: Hey!
Ryan: Any news on Tara?
I closed my emerald green eyes as I felt a sharp pain in my heart.
Me: Nothing but the fact that she's a 00
Ryan: Wow, IMPRESSIVE (:
Me: Oh. So you like skinny girls, I see?
Ryan: I like smart & beautiful girls. But skinny is def. a plus.
A long time ago, I promised myself that I wouldn't do it again, but that text provoked it.
Leaning over the toilet, I stuck my right index finger down my throat. After a coughing fit, my Frozen Hot Chocolate and BLT from lunch reappeared.
I flushed with a satisfied grin displayed on my face. Soon enough, Sydney Milson would be the name in the #1 slot on the Hot List.
And the name engraved on Ryan's heart.
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