Chapter 1: Pretty Petty Perfect

There are all sorts of ways someone could die. Realizing that before the events of Senior year took place would have been a God given gift. But it was one I didn't receive....until it was too late.

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September 7, Senior Year, Day One.

I hate how skin looks in florescent lighting. Staring at my reflection in the school bathroom mirror, I run my lip gloss over my lips before popping the cap back on. Running my fingers through my blowout, I turn to find my best friends walking through the door.

"Hey did you hear what happened to the new girl? She full on wiped out the minute she saw Rider." Pix giggles before continuing. "I don't blame her, Rider has gotten even hotter over the summer."

"Yeah, but he's also more of a jerk," Jane buts in, shifting her gaze towards me. "Don't you think so Gen?"

I roll my eyes and finish applying mascara. "He was always a Jerk."

Pix clears her throat. "I hear he's planning to ask you out Gen."

"Oh?" I say, completely monotone.

She nods. "You know it would totally boost your votes for Prom Queen if you went out with him."

Jane bursts out laughing at this. "As if she needs to be boosted. The spot of Prom Queen is practically hers. No one would dare vote for anyone else."

I nod in completer agreement and sling my Prada purse over my shoulder before beckoning for the girls to follow me, one step behind.

Rider appears around the corner. I sigh, delicately.

"What is it Rider?"

He runs a hand through his jet black hair before resting his fingers on my arm.

"Go out with me."