Chapter 2 abg

Danielle

"Hold still and don't move, I'm almost done." Isabelle said torturing me with eye makeup. I hate makeup and always have. She's doing "smokey eye" on my eyes and it feels weird and sticky. I can't help but flinch every second. She is putting foundation and highlighter and all of that junk on my face.

"Okay but hurry up, this crap is sticky and you know I hate makeup. Besides, Will sees me without it all the time. And, Again, remind me, is all of this really necessary?" I asked.

"Uh, yes it is, obviously. Man, I feel really bad for Will. Having to deal with a low life as ugly as you. He deserves better. Someone better than you. Someone rich and pretty like me. If I was him, I would-Ouch! What was that for?"

"You know what that was for. Will loves me so much with or without makeup! He says I always look beautiful. I don't need you correcting my every dang move! I do deserve Will! Just because Colton doesn't compliment you unless you're wearing makeup doesn't mean Will does the same!" I shouted, jerking away from the eyeliner pencil.

"Oh really? Colton is way better than Will, I should know. After all, I've known him forever, unlike you. Besides, we have always had classes together. Too bad you didn't. Ugghhh,Oh great, now you made me mess up your makeup. Back to the drawing board." she said, rolling her eyes.

"Forget you doing my makeup, I'll do my own. I'm done with this, I am done with you. You know what, I don't need you to make me look pretty. I don't even know why we were ever friends in the first place, I hate you!" I screamed, got in a taxi, remembering I rode with Isabelle, and went home.

Guilt filled me during the ride home. But, I realized I actually wasn't sorry for fighting with Isabelle. After everything she has done to me, I'm not sorry. She's always corrected me, pointed out my flaws(as if I don't already see them), made fun of me, and compared herself to me saying how much better she was than me and how much skinnier she was than me it ain't even funny. I guess I was like point zero zero zero zero one percent unreasonable but what the hell had gotten into her? She normally is like this but she ain't that mean and crap. Who does she think she is being a little brat to me and saying mean things to me and about me and how I don't deserve Will? She knows how much I love him and how much he loves me, it's hard to find guys like him. Trust me, I would know. I've had too many exes to count. But I feel as if Will is different. He means something else to me unlike all of the other boys I've seen and dated. I hope I mean something different to him.

When Will and I first met, we were in 8th grade. I had fell in love with him. I made him mean everything to me.

Up untill I was 9, I had lived in Dallas, Texas and obviously had carried my southern roots with me when I moved to NYC to live with mom after everything that had happened with my dad.

The first time I talked to him, I remember the butterflies in my stomach when I introduced myself to him. He smiled and introduced himself as well. From that moment on, I just knew I was going to fall in love with that boy.

I remember everytime I saw him, my hands would get all sweaty and my face would turn red. Isabelle and him were close because they had all classes together. She would embarrass me in front of him all the time. It hurt me and made me a tiny bit jealous because she talked about how he would flirt with her and call her cute names, almost as if she liked him. She said she didn't and that she liked this other boy instead. It bothered me that I actually saw him flirting with her and I knew there was no way he couldn't like her. After all, she was one of the most prettiest and richest girls in school. She always worried about her weight and thought a size 5 was too big. She was becoming pre anorexic and it made me sad to imagine what she was going through. She'd always push me and tell me how fat I was compared to her, to make her feel better about herself. It made me become pre anorexic one time and I lost 10 lbs in a week. That was, still is, and will be, one of the things I despise about her and disagree with.

I only got to see Will at lunch and when when I would go into the elective he would come out of. I would see him in the halls sometimes but we never had any classes together. It was cute because some days at lunch, he would do stupid things to try to get my attention and to be acknowledged. I always ignored him and that made him keep trying. I kept ignoring him so he would still stay interested. Plus, I loved seeing him get aggravated.

My other friend, Allison, would get defensive and annoyed at the fact that Will and his friends were "jerks". I thought they were adorable. I still do.

See, the thing is, everybody loved Will. Who couldn't? He was a football and basketball player. He was the best at both. He scored all the touchdowns in football and all the points in basketball. All the girls loved him. All the boys wanted to be him. How could they not? He was charming, hot, and just naturally beautiful. He made you feel like the luckiest girl on Earth if you ever got to date him or even be close friends with him. There was no way I couldn't love him. He was my everything. I fell head over boots for him.

Now here I was, the luckiest girl on Earth 2 years later, now all I want is to make him happy and for him to be pleased with me. I was and still am his boy toy and I enjoy every bit of it.

I decided to go to Allison's house instead and let her do my makeup. She's a beautiful girl and I'm lucky to be her best friend. There are 4 things I have learned about Alison over the years that I still can't get across my mind.

1, she hates hugs. 2, she loathes photos. 3, she doesn't like people to braid and fix her hair. 4, she hates mud and glue.

Even after 4 years, I still don't understand it. Even though we are different, we are both very alike in unique ways.

I rang the door bell and Allison came to the door.

"Hey girl, what are you doing here?"she asked me.

"Nothing. Just thought I'd see my best friend."

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Allison and I mostly just hung out together and binged watched Gossip Girl on Netflix. She fixed my hair and makeup for me for the club tonight. I told her about how Isabelle was so mean to me and how she's always been.

Allison is a good friend but not that great when two of her best friends are having issues with each other. She thinks making up with each other solves all problems. Wrong. What she doesn't know is that sometimes things are too complicated and you can't just make up and it be all over. Especially when it's a person like me. I don't hold grudges or anything but I know when I don't need to be around certain people and right now, I don't need to be around Isabelle.

I'm not trying to be rude or mean but I just really don't. I can't believe that after being friends with her for all those years, that I never realized how she bullied me in a friend way and how she had put peer pressure on me all them times saying that I needed to lose weight or that I wasn't good enough. She still is a great friend but I can't be around people like that right now. With all of the things that are going through my mind right now I can't be around such a negative person. I hate that I'm so sensitive when it comes to things like this. But as long as I act tough on the outside that's all that matters and no one will know.

After going over to Allison's house, It was 3pm and I had to be at the club in 4 hours so I went over to Will's house for a while.

His parents let me in at the front door when I knocked and greeted me. Will is an only child because his parents couldn't have anymore kids. They welcome kids who are friends with their son, especially his girlfriend.

As soon as I made my way up the stairs, I could his cologne and heard the sound of his video games. I knew exactly what he was doing before I got to the opened door.

"Hey baby, come in." he said not looking up from game. I knew it.

I went over to where he was sitting on his bed he picked me up and sat me in his lap.

"I missed you. Where have you been?"
He asked me, gently kissing my forehead, then my lips.

"Eh, I went shopping with Isabelle this morning and we went to her house so she could do my makeup and we got into this huge argument because she was talking bad about me and how I didn't deserve you. Pretty much about how awful and pathetic I am. I yelled at her, got in a taxi and left. Then I went to Allisons so she could do my makeup instead." I told him.

"Oh my gosh Danielle, I can't believe Isabelle was acting this way towards you again. You deserve me, I don't deserve someone as beautiful and brave as you. I can't hit a girl but if she ever talks bad about you again, I-"

I cut him off,"Thank you for caring so much about me but that won't be necessary Will. She practically admitted that she was jealous of what we have. Jealous of me too. She is jealous of you because Colton doesn't compliment her unless she's wearing makeup. She's upset because I don't wear makeup and you compliment me and tell me I'm beautiful."

"I can't tell you how much I love you and how much better you make my life. I've been falling for you since the first time I met you in 8th grade. That day changed my perspective of live forever. Thank you so much for being with me this past year." I said, kissing his lips gently.

He kissed me back for what seemed like forever. He stopped, and said,"Danielle, I'm sorry Colton doesn't love her as much as I love you but a part of me is happy someone wants what we have. She won't ever be as good as you, and never better. What we have is very special. What I feel for you is incredible. Dan, I love you so much I can't explain it. No matter who says what to you, remember that I love you with all of my heart." he said, bringing me back into a kiss.

What he said was made me feel good. The warmth of his lips pressed against mine made me feel even better.

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A/N Okay, so there was a lot that happened in this chapter. Thanks to the people who have and are reading this. Y'all mean so much to me just knowing that y'all care enough to read this