bitingnailsandfairytales

Status: it would be so nice if something would make sense for a change
Joined: November 26, 2012
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Location: wonderland
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if you're reading this, it means you have stumbled across my story account. it is very new right now, so i dont have much up here. :(
i want to thank you for taking the time to read this. feel free to talk to me anytime about something serious, funny, or if you just want to talk. i'd love to make a new friend...<3
some things i love: rings, clothes, the beach, harry potter, writing, kittens, tea, CAMPCAMPCAMP, and of course...witty:)

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CHAPTER 5
 
After Bex calmed me down, we decided to leave school. Her house was close, it was already a thursday, and it was nice out. I couldn't stand going back and facing Josh, so I walked alongside Bex, as she eyed me curiously. My head was no longer hanging down, but it was pointed out, my eyes full of fury. I was ready to strike back.
"So what exactly are you planning on doing..?" Bex asked cautiously. She was painting her nails a deep red, while we sprawled out on her bed covers. I was reading a magazine calmly. 
"I'm gonna make him sorry he ever left our friendship," I announced. I felt confident, but there was a little quiver in my voice. "And I think I am going to need your help. Your parents are going away this weekend right?" I asked, my smile growing. "Well, yeah. They wont come back till Monday afternoon. And they are leaving tomorrow morning. So I have the house to myself." She narrowed her eyes, clearly trying to see what I was getting at. "Great!!!" I cried happily. "Then, we throw a party. Here, we will invite everyone we can. Except him. When he tries to get in, don't let him. Leave the rest up to me," I said, smiling mischeiviously. "Okay...I mean, my parents are chill. So even if I get caught I am sure it will be fine." Bex said, going over consequences in her head. Finally she looked at me, grinning. "It sounds perfect." Then, her smile faded, and she frowned. "Just one problem, Case. We aren't exactly popular...do you really think anyone will come to our party?" I laughed. "Bex, it is a party. Everyone will come." 

The next morning in school, Bex walked around school telling everyone she passed about our party. A few people nodded encouragingly, nodding that they would come. A sophmore passed by her, where she pulled me off to the side to talk to him. Out of her purse, she pulled what must have been two hundred dollars at the least. She handed it to him, smiling widely. "I got people to pay me today, so this should cover it," she told the unknown boy. "Alright, than I will bring it tonight." He snatched the money out of Bex's hand, and with a small wave, walked away. My eyes were wide and confused. "What the hell?!" I practically screamed. "SHH!!!! God, Casey. It was money for alcohol. Now we know people will come," she said happily. I chuckled, then laced my arm through her elbow. "Thank you so much, Bex. This means the world." 
"Hey. Anything to help you get rid of Josh Parker." 

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i know it is short, but I barely had time tonight. I will post more tomorrow. hope you all like it!!! please fave or give feedback<3333333
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CHAPTER 4

After the encounter with Josh at lunch, I avoided him as much as I could. I passed him in the hallway many times, and he would look at me and raise his eyebrows condescendingly. It was scary how much he had changed since the last time we had known eachother. I thought that maybe when highschool started I would finally be happy because Josh would be by my side, but I forgot to account for the fact that everyone thought I was a loser. Bex told me that he didn't matter and that nothing about him was worth me, but I knew she was just saying that to make me feel better. Because in reality, Josh was the most popular, hot, guy in our school. All the guys wanted to be him, and all the girls wanted to be with him. So, it was pretty hard to be in a school with people who couldn't get enough of someone who hated my guts. 

One day, while I was in spanish class, which Josh is in as well, I got up the nerve to just ask him a question. Our teacher was sitting at his desk, grading papers, and the rest of the class was just sitting in their seats playing on their smartphones. I tapped him on the shoulder, then pulled my sweatshirt over my hands, so he couldn't see my fingers digging in to my palms and my knuckles turning white. 
"What," he said, turning around in his seat. "I just wanted to know if you remember me from elementary school?" I said nervously. "I mean, yeah, we've been neighbors for years." He responded as if he was bored with the conversation. "Why do you hate me?" I said, looking up at him. I was hoping that he would say that of course he didn't hate me, and he would smile that beautiful smile. But instead, he looked at me, his eyes narrowed. "Let's get this straight Casey. We are very different people who come from very different worlds. We aren't friends and we never will be. You can barely act normal with people in public except for with that drug addicted friend of yours. Maybe it's because you don't know how to be with a guy since your dad is dead, but we aren't friends." And with that, he turned around again in his chair, leaving me crying at my desk.

My teacher made me leave the room and go to the nurse when she saw me crying. I didn't know how to respond, so I choked out an okay and left the room with my backpack slung over my shoulders. I walked straight past the nurse's office, and texted Bex to meet me outside. Being a great friend, Bex was running out the side door of the school in seconds, her eyes searching for me all over the courtyard. When she spotted my crying uncontrollably, she dragged me to a bench and made me tell her what happened. 
"Oh, C. I am so sorry. He's a jerk, and he is not worth your time! Friends aren't friends worth having if they can't get out of their thick heads. Plus, you got me. And that's all we need," Bex said, hugging me close to her. I smiled and squeezed her back, thanking her. But to myself, I was thinking something completely different.
My mind was full of rage, and cracving revenge. He doesn't get away with this. Not this time. Bringing up my dad? That went way too far. And I would get revenge one way or another. Josh Parker may be the person everyone wants to be for now, but that wouldn't last. Because by the time I was finished, nothing would be the same. 


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sorry if it isn't that great, and that i haven't written in a while. hope you love it though<333 
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CHAPTER 1

There were three things i knew about Josh Parker before I was ten years old. One: he had a singing voice that could make an angel cry, even as a child. Two: his shaggy brown hair could grow as long as his shoulders if his mom didn't keep cutting it. And three: he had lived in the house next door to me for as long as I been alive. I couldn't remember learning these things, they were always just something I knew, like I knew that each hand has five fingers, or that my dad died the day after I was born. It was just a given, Josh had always been just that. A given.
I can remember Josh coming over all the time throughout elementary school years. We used to make food together and do our math homework. He was the one who taught me how to make a cheese quesidilla. Apparently my dad had been a master chef, so I was excited to learn different recipes from Josh that his parents taught him.
But when middle school came around, and Josh went to Cramer and I went to Valley, two separate schools twenty minutes apart, he stopped coming over. I got home at 5:30 everyday, and he had already gone to lacrosse practice by that time. Sooner or later, the things I used to know like the back of my hand, began to fade. I couldn't remember if Josh's favorite color was red or green, I couldn't remember if he wore old spice or axe, or if he was a righty or a lefty. The only thing I could remember was that his eyes were as blue as the iPod nano i got in the fourth grade, and that I loved him more than I loved anyone else.
Eventually, I just tucked away those feelings, and got sucked into my own life at Valley School, where I soon became the person that no one wanted to be friends with. The loser, who was too busy staring out the window to notice people were throwing spitballs at the back of her head in science class. I stopped being Casey Kendall, Josh's best friend, and started being that girl with the mousy face, who's dad died. The girl who used to have friends, and now didn't. The girl who used to be happy, and now wasn't. 

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this is my first story ever, so the first chapter is a litte short, and might be a bit rusty...i love you if you read it and give me support to give a second chapter...i hope you like it<333
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