You and Me are Sinking Like Quicksand

“Hey Jessie can you give me that pink lipstick?” I asked my best friend who was checking her mascara in the mirror. She stretched and handed me my favorite make-up product.
Slowly I retouched my lips with a hint of shinny light pink.
Good, I’m so beautiful!
I should go at Miss. America.
I would so win it.
I mean, just look at me.
I have long platinum blonde curly hair.
But of course I can straight it.
I have natural baby blue eyes.
And let me tell you, they’re shinny.
And then, let’s not forget my tanned skin.
God, all those hours spent in the sun were so worth it!
Not to mention my awesome body.
I’m like, the perfect girl.
And let’s not forget, my friend, that I’m 100 percent natural.
No plastic surgeries.
No dyed hair.
No contacts.
God, I’m such a goddess.
Wow, that sounded funny.
God, goddess…You get it?
Haha! I’m so gifted.
I focused my gaze on Jessie and started analyzing her.
Hm, she’s kinda tall. Kinda…
She has blonde hair.
But she is naturally a brunette.
Not mention hers is gold and mine is platinum.
She has blue eyes.
They’re beautiful.
And she seems to like have this permanent blush on her cheeks.
It makes her look cute.
A beautiful girl overall.

She is my best friend.
And I’m very proud of it.
Couldn’t have asked for a better one.
Brooke and Jessie: BFF Forever.
I should get a t-shirt like that.
And it would be pink of course.
Ha-ha! Then the whole world would know how much we love each other!
Not that they don’t know already.
“Brooke?” Jessie snapped her finger in front of my face looking slightly amused.
“What? Yea?” I faltered flipping my hair back.
“You got lost again trough your own thoughts.” She smiled and turned her head body back to the mirror. I sighed and did the same thing.
Oh, I am so pretty!
We both heard the bell rang and sighed annoyed.
I must say, that bell is evil.
He ruins all my happy every-day moments.
He must die!
“See you later bubble-gum princess!” my best friend said smiling. We air kissed and left to our classes. I had Biology and Jessie Algebra.
Unlucky we didn’t have any classes together.
I think it’s a conspiracy or something.
They’re afraid to have such awesome girls is on class, at the same time!
Ah, such a shame!
Losers…
Of course, they’re losers.
Because, I’m the only winner.
Me and Jessie…
But she’s like a small winner.
Or something like that.
I’m the only glorious winner.
Haha, so, my friend, be jealous!
It’s understandable after all.
We’re talking about me here.
And that says something…
Shade’s POV
I was chilling out with Toby in the parking lot, sitting on the cold pavement, two cigarettes in our hands. I closed my eyes, inhaling the smoke.
“You’re coming to that party tonight, Shade?” Toby asked.
I opened my eyes and glanced at him.
He was a tall guy, with black hair and pale skin.
He had bangs that covered up his left eye.
“I don’t know. Who’s coming?” I asked.
“Me, Kelan, Adams, Stevenson…It’s a big party. A lot of people are coming. “he responded.
“Right.”
“So you’re coming?”
“Yes, sure. Why not?” I shrugged and threw my cigarette on the pavement, stomping it with my foot. “Let’s go, dude.” I stood up, messing up my brown hair.
Toby did the same thing and we both made out way inside the warm school.
“Dude, see ya later. I have Algebra.” Toby said.
I smiled and did that man hug thing with me and continued walking towards Biology class, while my friend climbed the stairs to the second floor. Not long after I arrived in front of the door that had written on it in gold letters ‘Biology Laboratory’. I pushed the door open and entered the room.
Brooke’s POV
I was sitting alone in one of the many tables from the Biology Lab.
How dare they let me sit alone?
Uh, people these days don’t have any respect for celebrities.
I can’t believe it.
They will pay for this.
Ugh, relax Brooke or else you’ll get wrinkles.
God forbid! Great guns, I cannot get wrinkles!
Ever!
That would be like a global disaster.
Though I could always use that lotions my mother uses, and get rid of them.
It works for her.
She hasn’t wrinkles.
And what is she? Like forty or something?
God, my mom’s old.
But she looks like she’s thirty.
But then again she is my mom.
I say that a lot, don’t I…?
Now where was I? Ah right, in biology class, mentally complaining about sitting alone when the door opened and a guy entered the class.
Great guns, but he wasn’t any guy….
And no, he wasn’t Zac Efron. That would have been way too awesome.
He was the guy that bumped into me earlier.
That stupid, arrogant, emo asshole!
“Thank you for joining us Mr. Clinton.” the teacher told him.
What’s with these teachers and their ironic responses?
They’re so old. They should really come up with something new… Maybe then we’ll actually listen to them.
Or not.
Anyway the point is that Shade had entered the room in all his glory.
And yes, I did actually manage to learn his name.
Just because I’m that smart.
Not because I’m interested in him.
Because I’m obviously not.
I’m way to cool for that.
“Can I sit down sir?” the boy with brown and blonde hair asked. The teacher nodded and Shade searched the room for a seat.
Just then I realized the only free seat was the one next to me.
And it seemed that he had realized it too, since he was sending me death glares.
I gratefully returned them, while he sat next to me.
God, how dare he sit next to me?
I would have rather seat alone.
Life hates me today….I bet she’s jealous!
They all are.
What a shame!
“Earth to Barbie, earth to Barbie…” Shade whispered, snapping his fingers. I slapped his hand away, scratching it with my beautiful long fingernails. “Ouch, are you mental? It should be illegal to have such fingernail.”
I slowly turned to look at his face.
I frowned. He had messy brown hair with blond highlights.
His eyes were baby blue like mines.
He had pale skin and a flawless face.
He had a piercing in each ear and was wearing typical ‘bad boy’ clothes.
I’ve seen his type before at school, but still something made him look quite attractive in my eyes.
Oh no, we’ve been over this topic before.
He’s ugly.
Okay maybe not ugly….
He actually has really nice features.
But he’s a jerk...
An emo jerk!
A rebel jerk!
Etcetera.
“Are you incapable of speaking?” he asked, sounding very annoyed.
“Ugh, yes, of course I’m capable of speaking, but I just don’t wanna waste my precious time on someone like you.” Shade rolled his eyes, carelessly putting his arm on the back of the chair.
“Then I guess it would be too much if I would ask you to borrow me a freaking pen, am I right?” he muttered. I looked around the class and noticed that everybody was writing stuff on their notebooks, expecting the two of us. Our teacher tough, didn’t noticed that.
Hm, should I give him the pen?
But then I couldn’t write with it anymore!
And I would have throw away one of my beautiful pink pens.
Oh, wait! I have a white pen.
Yes, I accidently took it from my daddy’s office, because I had to write down an important number.
I could give him that pen.
It’s ugly anyway.
I grabbed my pencil-case and instantly saw the white pen. I took it and slowly pushed it on Shade’s part of the table.
I’m too kind for my own good!
Shade’s POV
Stupid egocentric cheerleader!
I bet she can’t share anything even if her life depended on it.
All I freaking asked for was a pen!
What the hell am I supposed to do if karma’s a bitch and I forgot my pen in my locker?
I wasn’t going to eat it! I would have just written with it a few minutes.
“Shade?” I heard Brooke whispered. I turned around angry to deal with the spoiled girl.
“What?” I almost yelled making a few kids stare at us. But instead of the confident figure she always had, I noticed a rather confused one. He eyes were open wide, almost puppy-dog style making her look really sweet. She didn’t say anything, just pushed something on my side of the desk. I stared surprised at a white pen. I looked back at her amazed. Did she just give the pen?
“You can keep it.” Brooke said smiling.
“Thanks…” I whispered, still staring at the blond girl, who at that moment looked really beautiful…