Chapter 2: Lazy Bastards

Amelia's POV

(8 years later!)

I wake up to my annoying alarm and sigh. I reach over to my side table, and try to turn it off. But I fail when I hear my phone fall off. Great job Amelia! Shut up.

I get ready for the day, wishing I could just go back to sleep.

Then I clasp the bracelet my mom gave me. The hook is a little janky, but I usually notice if it falls off. The bracelet just spells Destined. She always made sure I knew I controlled my life. I glance at a family portrait on my desk, and hold back my emotions.

I leave my shed and walk over to the house. When I step inside, I start to make breakfast for Esmeralda my step mom, and Cassy my step sister.

I'm basically their maid, which is a little funny. Not really. Sometimes I feel like Cinderella, but instead of me getting a prince, I get chores. At least I got the dead parents part right. That's not funny.

After I leave the food on the table, I grab a granola bar. I head back to my shitty room and eat my breakfast. I turn on the tv, and sit at my desk.

While I wait for the weather, I notice they're interviewing Sylvester Black.

"Sylvester, why are you taking a break from your singing?" The interviewer asks."

Sylvester responds with, "I think it's time I go back to my hometown. Spend some time with my family, and finish school at an actual high school." In the middle of the school year...?

After the weather is shown, I grab my backpack and walk to school. When I get inside, I walk towards my locker.

My best friend Lily Johnson arrives, and she gives me a quick hug. "Hey." I say, closing my locker.

"Omg, did you know we're getting a few new students?" Lily asks.

"They chose to move to this small boring town, and go to this school?" I ask confused.

"I wonder who they are." She says excitedly. I just nod and continue walking, to kill time.

Someone runs past us, and shouts "Sylvester Black is here!"

I turn to Lily and ask, "Did she say Sylvester-" but before I could finish, she already dashed away. Along with a bunch of other students...I turn to Lilac and ask,"

I just turn around and keep walking. So Sylvester used to live here? Which means he's going to be staying here... Yay more annoying snobby people... A little judgmental, but probably right.

I'm about to enter the classroom, when I realize I forgot my water bottle. "Dammit." I mutter to myself. I turn around and head back to my locker.

I see everyone coming back into the building and sigh. The day hasn't even started and you're tired already? Yes.

I grab my water bottle, and see Lily walking back to my locker. I glare at her and say, "Seriously? You just left me there."

"I'll buy you ice cream. You know I can't help witnessing drama." She says laughing.

I hold in a smile and say, "True. The bell's gonna ring in a minute, is your class in that direction?"

"No." She says shaking her head.

The bell rings and I step back from my locker. Someone bumps into my side, making me drop my belongings.

"Sorry..." I automatically say, hunching down to grab my books.

"I should be the one sorry. I wasn't paying attention." I hear the guy answer.

I look up to see who bumped into me, and see Sylvester Black... What a cliche moment. Always the shy protagonist bumping in to the popular bad boy. I can already tell this story will suck. What?

He hands me my books and sheepishly says, "Sorry about that..."

Before I can thank him, he's yanked away. Tiffany smirks at me, and tries to show off that she's single and ready for a new boyfriend of the week. Okay then..

"Let's get to class..." Lily says, pulling me away from them.

"Of course he's Tiffany's first target." Lily says.

"Aren't you walking the wrong way?" I ask.

"Well it would be more awkward if I just left you there. You're lucky you have an amazing best friend." She says with a grin.

I roll my eyes and say, "Sure."

"How does it feel meeting a famous person? Has the fame gotten to your head already?" She asks dramatically.

I laugh and lightly shove her. "Get to class loser."

"Bitch." She says, turning around.

I meet Lily in the cafeteria, and we pick a empty table. Once we sit down, we start talking about our day. She tells me the cute new students are Sylvester Black and Jase Steinfeld

"I haven't seen the other one." I say, not adding much.

I wonder who they're sitting with... I look around the cafeteria, and spot them sitting with Cassy, Tiffany, and other popular assholes.

Cassy is popular only because she's rich. When my dad passed away, Esmeralda got money from insurance stuff. I've never liked them, and knew Esmeralda was a bitch under all that makeup.

"I can't believe July is almost over. I swear second semester started like yesterday." Lily says.

"I'm so ready to leave this shitty town." I say.

She rolls her eyes and lightly kicks my leg. "Don't forget about me when you become a famous choreographer or something."

I start the music and lift my hands up with a breath. I add in a few dramatic twirls to the dance routine, but mostly let the music flow through me.

Part of the application to get into Dance Academy is to send in a video of you dancing. But every time I try to think of a routine, it just doesn't seem like the best me.

My phone starts to ring so I stop the music, and answer with, "Hello?"

"Where the hell are you? Cassy has guests over and they need food." Esmeralda shouts, while I quickly pack up.

I roll my eyes and say, "Sorry, I had to stay after for a test."

"I didn't ask for excuses. You have 5 minutes to get here or else I will take away the electricity in your room." She says angrily. Make your own damn food or starve. I don't give a fuck.

"I'm on my way." I mutter, holding in my response.

I hear Cassy cough. She always does that when she needs me to serve her something. I slowly turn around and see everyone looking at me. I want to burn this house down.

I clench my jaw and look at Cassy. "Make us some strawberry smoothies." I definitely didn't notice Sylvester frowning, after she speaks.

I walk away and clench my fists. "Don't mess up like last time." I hear her shout.

That wasn't my damn fault. She's the one who was adding more sugar, and then didn't like it anymore. I try to make the smoothies as fast as I can, and pour them into glasses. I'm going to hate washing all these glasses later.

I come back with their drinks, and I know not a single one of them will thank me. It's like their parents never taught them manners.

I place them all down and hear Sylvester and Jase say, "Thank you."

I glance at them surprised and nod. Maybe he isn't so bad? I try my best not to bolt out of the room, and go to my room.

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