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Spyder into the school parking lot. It was a gift from daddy dearest . H e was trying to buy my love and forgiveness; it wasn’t working , but as much as I hated him right now , which was a lot, I really loved the car. I pulled up next to my friends Casey Collins and Harper Banks.
    “Hi .” I mumbled walking over to them and climbing into the back of Casey’s BMW .
    “Hi.” They replied annoyingly in unison .
    “Are you ready for this?” Casey asked concerned .
I just shrugged my shoulders, I wasn’t really ready and didn’t want to deal with the drama but there wasn’t much I could do about it at this point . I’m sure even the teachers all knew by now , news traveled fast in a small town especially the scandalous kind. Frankly I’d be surprised if the entire state wasn’t aware of my family’ s drama by now .
    The lot was f illing up and people were surrounding my car to get a better look at the “impressive piece of machinery” that was my car. I just slouched down in Casey’s backseat trying my best to disappear . Prescott was a pretty affluent tow n but my family made them look like paupers. I closed my eyes and I wished I could just go back to the beginning of the summer before my dad met Gigi so maybe things could be normal again. I was brought out of my reverie by a nasally voice.
    “We have to get to class now.” Harper said. She was the go odie-goodie of our little group. S he was afraid to try anything new and steered away from trouble . She was short, had blonde hair and green eyes. I’d been friend s with both of them since kindergarten and we’ve grown up together ever since. I guess I would consider them good friends but I didn’t really see much of either of them this summer. Casey was around my height with brown hair and brown eyes she was built like a swimmer, tall and lean, I would say I ’m closer with her than Harper . 
    I grabbed my Louis Vuitton backpack and headed towards the double doors of my perpetual hell. People were already staring. I could already tell it was going to be a long day. I headed to my first period English class and took a seat in the very back , I was crossing my fingers that it would help me avoid the unwanted att ention and gossip. N o such luck. As soon as I sat down I noticed my ex-boyfriend Jack come through the door holding hands with Ashley Jade the voluptuous vixen of Prescott High, Miss Sex on a Stick. E very boy here was probably having wet dream s about her . Ashley and her best friend Tabitha were the wanna-be “it” girls of Prescott High .
    I felt the knife in my gut turn a little as I tried to put on a fake smile and pretend like I didn’t give a shit , she gave me a bitchy look an Jack pretended to not see me . I resented him almost as much as my dad, he was my first serious boyfriend, we had plans for the future and he bailed when I needed him most. Just as I suspected it didn’t get better all day , which seemed like it lasted forever . Everyone knew about my dad’s departure and I was so sick of hearing “We’re sorry ” . T he whispe rs were even worse than the sta r e s or the apologies , all the sudden I was a pariah . When the final bell rang I literally ran to my car and actually managed to beat everyone out of the lot. I turned up my new favorite band Skillet’s CD and started the ride home , squealing the tires out of the parking lot leaving a haze of smoke in my wake . I just wanted to get home and get this day over with. I was in such as rush to get home I didn’t see the red light causing me to almost hit a motorcycle. I slammed on my brakes and pulled to the shoulder. I took a cleansing breath and tried to figure out what just almost happened. This was exactly what I needed to finish up the day… not!
    He pulled up next to me and started yelling.
    “What the hell! You need to watch where you’re going !” I couldn’t see him through his helmet full-face helmet but could tell by his voice that he was really pissed