2Hey guys! I finally updated and make this chapter longer! Oh, and I forgot to mention something in my first chapter! Please review! I really want at least 1 review on my story! I put tons of work into these chapters, I'm even failing some classes in school just to get this chapter done for you guys! So please at least give me 1 review so I know at least someone is reading my story! I don't really care if it's negative! Thank you!
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Chapter 1
After I met Gustavo—who seemed to yell at everyone. He called me "Pup", that's a new nickname for me, for sure! I'm usually called Ugly or Worthless at school. I get bullied at school like 24/7; I'm surprised the guys haven't figured out why I'm always late coming home from school. I'm mad at them though, because I let them see my bruises on my face that I get from my bullies. I don't know why I do, I just do. I guess they aren't bothering to ask me how I got them because I deserve them. I always wonder why I was even brought into this world; I will never know! Mrs. Knight always told me that God brought us all into this world for a reason, but what's my reason?
I just wish someone would see behind my happy mask, at home, and see that sad, vulnerable me trying to bring my true self out. I always thought the saying, "A girls' loudest scream is silence" was true, and it still is true! I haven't been silent; I've been talkative. Maybe I should go mute, but when and will the guys noticed my quietness? I don't know...
I walked out of the studio, while the other guys finished up. I continued to walk down the streets of LA, enjoying the fresh LA air, okay maybe it wasn't fresh, but it was a nice cool breeze. I know I shouldn't go out into the streets of LA alone, but why would anyone bother walking with me? The reasons why you shouldn't EVER walk alone in the streets of LA, is because that there are rapist, kidnappers, and robbers out here at anytime of the day! Mostly nighttime, but sometimes them crazy people do it in the plain daylight. I didn't really care if I get kidnap or rape at this point. I mean who would care to help a little worthless girl being raped? No one… Probably the boys and Mrs. Knight, but they all pity me! I sighed out a frustrated sigh, as I slam my hands into my sweatpants pockets and walked back to the PalmWoods.
As I walked through the PalmWoods Lobby, taking in the scene everywhere. The Jennifer's were drinking smoothies on of the tables near the outdoor pool, Camille looked like she was ready for another role in another play or movie and was practicing her lines, Tyler was hiding from his mom (as usual), Guitar Dude was playing his guitar (making up short little songs), Katie was already in middle of one of her schemes to get tons of money, and Mr. Bitters was checking in some new PalmWoods guests, while eating a turkey sandwich. Maybe everyone was better off without me.
I shook my head erasing all the thoughts I already had flying around in my head about suicide… Suicide… Even THAT word sends shivers down my spine, just think about it. Sure I cut and wish that I was happier, but still I wouldn't even think about committing suicide! That would be giving into what everyone else wants, wanting me dead… Gone… No more problems then if I'm go- ALEXIS STOP THINKING ABOUT THAT! UGH! I hate my life (FML)! I started to walk towards the elevator when someone stopped me.
"Hey Helmet Boy's little sister!" I heard Mr. Bitters call out to me, I groaned.
I just want to go upstairs and think about everything to see what I can do to make everyone happy, and still be alive.
"Yes?" I asked politely, yeah Mrs. Knight taught me how to be polite and all that bullshit.
"Can you do me a favor?" he asked me, as I raised an eyebrow.
"Shouldn't you be asking Katie to do a favor for you instead of me? I mean she's the one with the devious schemes!" I pointed out, crossing my arms.
"Whatever! I need you to go down to the drug store and get me a pack cigarettes!" explained Mr. Bitters, handing me $50.
"Y-You smoke?" I exclaimed quietly; this was shocking.
"I kind of do! Just go get it for me." He grumbled.
"Why can't you?" I asked him suspiciously.
"Because my mom is coming and she doesn't know I smoke and I can't leave my desk!" he explained, looking annoyed.
"But I'm not old enough! I'm only 13!" I stated, holding out the money back to him.
"Go get someone to buy it for you and then come back and give me the pack of cigarettes! It's not that hard, well maybe for you." He chuckled, going into his back office and shutting the door.
I sighed as my eyes roamed around the room trying to find the right person to go to, to do this favor for me. I know I shouldn't agree to it but Mr. Bitters thinks it's too hard for me to do! So I'm going to prove him wrong! My lifeless, metal colored eyes landed on Camille. She is a great actress I mean, I could pretend I need it for this role I'm going to try out for. I walked over to her quietly, not wanting to be a burden to anyone here at the pool.
"Hey Camille." I said in a quiet voice, but loud enough for her to hear.
Her head snapped up to see me and gave me this warm smile. Alexis, she just feels pity for you too! Don't even think that she's different from everyone else in the fucking world! No one gives a damn about you!
"Oh, hey Alexis, what's up?" she asked me.
"I need you to do me a favor, please?" I asked her.
"Sure, what is it?" she smiled.
"Can you go to the drug store and buy me a pack of cigarettes?" I asked her, as she started to have a shock face.
"Why?" she asked me, crossing her arms.
"I'm going to be trying out for this play and the character I'm trying out to be takes drugs so I need to see how heavy the box is and how heavy the cigars are so I can make an exact replica of them!" I lied, as her face brightened up.
"You're going to be an actress?" she squealed in delight, as I gave her a fake smile.
"Yeah. I have the money so here can you get me some?" I asked in my nicest voice.
"Okay, but this is only for acting reasons, right?" she asked me, with this 'Don't-Lie-Or-I'm-Going-To-Bitch-Slap-You' look in her eyes.
"Yeah, totally! I wouldn't ever think about taking drugs! I mean those things kill you!" I laughed, as she sighed out in relief?
"I'll be back then! I'll meet you at the PalmWoods park so I can give you them." She explained, as I nodded my head.
Camille scurried off to do my favor as I made my way to the PalmWoods Park when I saw my brothers (and crush), come through the front door with worried looks. They were looking around desperately for something, or someone? Once Carlos' eyes locked with mine, he smiled brightly and ran over to me and picked me up. He twirled me around.
"ALEXIS YOU HAD US WORRIED SOMETHING HORRIBLE HAPPENED TO YOU!" he scolded, putting me down onto my own two feet again.
"Sorry, I just wanted to get back here as soon as possible." I lied through my teeth again.
"Next time tell us you're leaving and where you're going!" demanded Kendall, crossing his arms and giving me a disappointing glare.
"Okay, I promise. Now I got to go!" I announced and started to walk over to the front door leading outside, when I got pulled back.
"What?" I groaned in annoyance, I just wanted to go up and get into my bed and never wake up from an endless, peaceful sleep!
"Where are you going?" asked James, raising an eyebrow.
"The PalmWoods Park." I answered bluntly.
"Why?" asked Logan, looking at me.
"To play? Or hang out there?" I said in a obvious tone, which was rude according to Mrs. Knight politeness lessons.
"Fine… Be back at dawn or 8:00PM, or your grounded!" ordered Carlos, as he and the other boys go over to the elevator.
I sighed as I start to make my way over to the Park.
Camille finally came over to the bench I was currently sitting on, waiting for her, and she handed me TWO packs of cigarettes?
"Camille, I said I only needed one!" I told her, as she scoffed.
"A good actress always gets a back up. The second one is just incase you somehow manage to lose the first one!" she explained, as I mentally sighed.
"Okay, thanks for doing me this favor! I'll tell you if I got the part or not after the audition!" I lied again, well the first part wasn't a lie the last part was.
"No problem! No I got to go! I need to go practice my lines for MY role I'm going to be trying out for!" she exclaimed, excitedly.
"Uhm… Okay… Good luck!" I told her, as she smiled at me and sprinted to the Palmwoods.
I shook my head and shoved the packs of cigarettes into my pockets and made my way back to the PalmWoods. I was wondering if Mr. Bitters was going to be okay with TWO packs of cigarettes instead of ONE! I sighed, my life is fucked up! I finally got to the PalmWoods and saw Mr. Bitters looking around for someone. Probably me, because he's wanting his cigarettes.
"Mr. Bitters! Here's your pack of Cigarettes!" I exclaimed, as I threw him the first pack.
What? I have to keep the other hidden so I don't have to ask Camille again to get me more, if Mr. Bitters asked me to do the same favor again!
"FINALLY!" he exclaimed, catching it and taking one out lighting it.
"You do realize you can die, doing drugs?" I asked him.
"Yeah, so? You know you seemed stress. Maybe if you start drugs then you won't be so stress anymore. Go ahead and buy yourself another pack of cigarettes and try it! Or will you be a wimp?" he told me, breathing in the toxic poison.
"Now scram! No loitering around the Lobby after 9:00PM!" he scolded, as my eyes widen.
It's after 9:00PM! OH CRAP! I'M TOAST! I sadly walked over to the elevator and prepared for my doom that awaited in apartment 2J. I'm in BIG TIME trouble! I practically dragged myself into the apartment to come face-to-face with my three older brothers (and crush), glaring at me, and arms crossed.
"Where were you?" hissed Kendall, looking mad as hell.
"Sorry! I lost track of time and before I knew it, it was 9:00PM!" I explained, truthfully.
"You're still being grounded!" announced Carlos, as I gave a whining noise.
A noise when a little kid is begging for candy but gets no as an answer and then starts to whine or whatever.
"Unfair…" I mumbled, but sadly they heard me.
"Hey you didn't listen! Now go to bed missy!" scolded James, pointing to my room, as I huffed.
I stomped over to my room and slammed my door shut, and locked it.
"NO STOMPING IN THE APARTMENT OR SLAMMING DOORS MISSY! AND DON'T YOU DARE LOCK YOUR DOOR!" yelled my brother, as I pouted on my bed.
I suddenly felt a bulge in my pocket and saw the cigarette pack peeking out of it. I suddenly remembered what Mr. Bitters said to me.
~Flashback~
"Mr. Bitters! Here's your pack of Cigarettes!" I exclaimed, as I threw him the first pack.
What? I have to keep the other hidden so I don't have to ask Camille again to get me more, if Mr. Bitters asked me to do the same favor again!
"FINALLY!" he exclaimed, catching it and taking one out lighting it.
"You do realize you can die, doing drugs?" I asked him.
"Yeah, so? You know you seemed stress. Maybe if you start drugs then you won't be so stress anymore. Go ahead and buy yourself another pack of cigarettes and try it! Or will you be a wimp?" he told me, breathing in the toxic poison.
"Now scram! No loitering around the Lobby after 9:00PM!" he scolded, as my eyes widen.
~End of Flashback~
"I guess I could try one…" I muttered and went over to my window.
I opened it and started to climb up the fire escape ladder or staircase. Not sure what you call it! I finally got to the top of the roof and opened the pack and saw a lighter inside the box. Wow. I even forgot you needed one of those things to actually smoke. I hesitantly pulled out one of the white colored, toxic, and poison sticks and lit it up with the lighter. I put the box back into my pocket (same with the lighter), and breathed in the toxic drug. At first I coughed and nearly choked on it, but after a while it got very easier and I was actually relaxed. Man, Mr. Bitters was right. These poison filled sticks can relieve stress for anyone! I continued to smoke the cigar in my hand, as I stared up at the stars wondering if the guys would even care if I started to smoke at such a young age. Probably not.
After I was finished with the cigar I threw it on the ground and stomp on it, making the flame on the end of the stick go out. I climb down the fire escape and entered my room again. I took off my clothes and got into some pajamas. I stuffed my clothes that smelled like smoke underneath my bed, since no one would look there, therefore they won't find out about me now smoking. I put the cigarette pack into my drawer that NO ONE opens. I turned out the lights in my room and slowly fell into a peaceful sleep….
Okay so I'm having some trouble with some of the pairings. Should I still do the James/Camille, and Kendall/Carlos, or Kendall/James, and Carlos/Camille, or James/Carlos and Kendall/Camille? Please help me thank you!