Lies 1-50

"So Levi," my legs were draped over him on his couch and his friends were sitting on the floor around us. Personally, I thought I'd had too much to drink. "Introduce me to your friends."

"Well," his hand moved up and down on my thigh. I thought he'd also had too much to drink. "This is Drake our guitarist. This over here is Skinner the lead singer. And this man right here is our amazing drummer, Noah."

"Why hello Drake, Noah, and Skinner. Nice to finally meet you."

Drake looked like the typical rebel boy. Dressed in bright blue skinny jeans and a tight black top, you'd have thought him a girl with his reddish-brown hair just brushing his shoulders and about ten earrings in each ear. Noah had black hair cut around his ears and these piercing green eyes that grabbed me and squeezed me tightly. He was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a black top. Skinner had chocolate colored eyes that looked dull compared to his orangey-red hair and huge ear gauges. Plus he had this weird accent to his voice that you didn't notice when he sang.

"Nice to meet you too Charlotte." Noah was the only one who answered me. The rest just stared at me like I had said something out of the ordinary.

"Want to play truth or dare?" Skinner asked in a surprisingly high-pitched voice.

"YESYESYES!" Levi said.

"Truth or dare Charlotte?"

"Truth."

"Who's your favorite here?"

"Levi, of course."

I smiled widely and asked Drake truth or dare.

"Truth."

"How many girlfriend have you had?"

"Uh..." He shifted uncomfortably and everyone started laughing.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know you were gay..."

"No, it's not that, it's just... I've never had a girlfriend. I've never been kissed...and I'm a virgin."

"Oh."

They were laughing even harder, but I didn't know why. I didn't think that was funny at all. I thought it was sweet. I got up and slapped them all except Drake and bent down and kissed him. They stopped laughing and the room was so quiet I heard a pencil roll onto the floor in the next room.

"So who wants to give me a ride home? I'm a little too drunk to drive."

"I WILL!" They all volunteered.

I grabbed Drake's hand and said, "He's the winner!"

We all went out to the car and Drake drove me home.

"Whoa. Your house is huge."

"Thanks. It's my mom's."

As I was getting out of the van, they all asked if i wanted to come over the next day.

"Uh, I have work from 4-9, but otherwise I'm free."

"Okaywheredoyouwork?" Levi asked all rushed and such.

"At the coffe shop up the road. The Motionless In White Foam cafe."

"We'll pick you up after work then. We have a party to go to, if you want to go."

"Sure. I'd love to."

"Great. See you tomorrow at 9 then."

I walked into my house, praying I'd get off the hook with a warning. Of course mom was there waiting for me.

"You're wasted, aren't you you slut?"

"No, MARTHA, I'm not."

"You're slurring. Don't lie to me."

"Whatever. I'm 22, I can do what I want."

"Not in my house."

"I wasn't in your house. I was with some friends."

"Boys?"

"Yeah."

"NO BOYS! Do yo-"

"Don't talk about that Martha."

She raised her hand and brought it down sharply on my face. "I can talk about anything I want! This is my home, and you will learn to respect that."

"Yeah okay."

I turned my back on an angry Martha with my hand over the sore spot and stormed up the stairs where Markus gave me a very similar speech in which he just happened to mention how wonderful Martha was to let me stay here. I rolled my eyes, walked passed him, and slammed my door as hard as I possibly could quite a few times. Then I crawled into bed, completely forgetting to change, and dreamt the sweetest dream I possibly could.

...Alexander... My sweet Alexander...