a Stepford Wife in the making with Sarah doing everything she could possibly do to forge a perfect relationship with my father. She was up at 5:00 a.m. every morning with her perfect makeup on, making coffee and breakfast for my father before he left for the day. I started to get lunch made for me, even though I preferred the cafeteria at school. Dinner was ready for us when he came home, and I knew she had begun to hide the takeaway containers from the restaurants.
My father looked happy and I felt angry. He was replacing my mother, but I knew I couldn’t talk to him about it. Over the years, we had an unwritten rule in the house whereby we were not allowed to talk about her.
I downloaded Rhino’s album and listened to it. It was undeniably death metal and very crazy, but I started to enjoy it. I listened to the angry growls and felt a little better with my own anger.
Sitting in my room and doing homework no longer held the appeal it used to. I wanted to go out and do something. I wanted to change myself a little and prove I wasn’t a boring good girl.
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I tried to cheer Sophie up by taking her shopping on Thursday afternoon, and I ended up at the hairdressers again, this time coming out with black hair. My brown boring hair had gone and in its place was black hair that apparently made my blue eyes sparkle.
Sophie freaked out at the change in me, and I enjoyed the reaction. Good girls didn’t do things like this. I also made sure I bought some new alternative clothes and went home happy.
I eventually told Sophie a little about Zac, omitting the GHB situation. She listened to everything I had to say, but I knew she wasn’t keen on my interest with someone like him. She called him trouble.
It only made me like him more.
Chapter Four: Stay Away From Me
Ava
On Saturday night, I was disappointed that I had no party plans, and I tried to focus my energies on studying. At 11:00 p.m., I received a text message from an unknown number.
Party at my place. Tonight. Noah
I was up and excitedly getting ready within minutes. I walked the two blocks by myself, knowing that Sophie wouldn’t be too interested in going tonight in light of her comments earlier on in the week. I had put on my tight blue jeans, one of my new tight T-shirts and had straightened my black hair. I put on thick eyeliner, mascara, and lip gloss for the lips. I was ready to hopefully see Zac again.
Small groups of people were outside on the driveway near his house and they all took me in, curious to see who I was. I tried not to let them put me off, feeling nervous all of a sudden about seeing Zac again. I had never done something like this, and I suddenly wondered if I had lost my mind.
I was by myself, going into a party where I was lucky if I knew three people. This wasn’t a high school party, either, as I looked around at the groups of people older than me. I had not thought this through properly.
I made my way up the outdoor steps, past another group who stopped to look at me, and then I went inside. The place was full and loud heavy music blared from speakers across the room. I quickly looked around starting to panic when I couldn’t find the only three guys I knew.
Someone moved in front of me, and I could finally see the living room and that’s when I saw him. He was sitting on one of the armchairs thoroughly kissing a girl who was on his lap. I softly gasped at the sight of him kissing her. One of his hands was behind her head, holding her to him as she straddled his legs and rubbed herself against him. I hadn’t known what to expect when I walked in here tonight, but seeing them kissing each other hungrily hurt my pride, and it was hard to breathe. My eyes burned at the sight of them, but I couldn’t look away.
The girl moved to his ear and whispered something with a smile as she continued her mouth assault on his neck. He used the opportunity to take a sip of his beer and look around the room when
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