The One That Got Away From Me (editing)

A/N Hiii this is my first book so sorry if its rubbish... And I hope you enjoy!!! :)

Here I go again, first day of a new school year, loads of people all crowded and shoving and pushing into each other. The barbies, the populars, the nerds and the rebels. The fights, drama, romance, and heartbreak. School is the place where it happens. This nightmare I call school was what I was preparing myself for this tuesday morning.

I focused on my mirror as I carefully arranged my brown hair into a elegant messy bun, I then stood back to check myself. I fixed the loose strands of my wavy hair and gave my smooth, tanned face a once over, before applying more lipgloss.

I loved the taste of my lipgloss, it made me go hyper, tingling in my tummy.

I was about to turn off the radio... But then payphone by Maroon 5 came on... And I couldn' help dancing to it! I loved this song and i could play it on piano from memory. Dancing like the complete idiot I secretly am, I made my way over to my wardrobe.

Now for clothes. I'm unusual in a way that every piece of clothing I own is categorised by body item it is dressed on ( trousers, dresses, tops etc) then by length and then favouritism. In the middle I found a frilly white blouse, and to the far right a mid thigh black pencil skirt. I had to look good, I was going to escape Thomas' clutches once and for all.

In the mirror I look over my choice of clothing, and admiring my tanned skin. Its normal here in Arizona but I still loved my smooth skin. Arizona was warmer than most places, and some of it is desert, but I loved it here.

I turned away from my mirror, and looked to the opposite side of the mutual coloured bedroom, to where my door was slightly ajar.

'Lets do this' I thought with confidence. Turning off the radio I ran downstairs, grabbed an apple and hopped into my red Ferrari Italia, my 16th birthday present.

"Bye mom, See ya Dad!" I shouted, putting my key in.

The way the car always purred to life. I loved it, it comforted me, so my genius car name? Purredy! I really couldn't think of anything else to do with purring except for 'Kitty', but every morning I would have to wake up and sing, ' Hello Kitty!' and people would think I was a seven year old bringing in a stray cat, or looking at they're birthday presents and realising they had a Japanese origined brand toy.

" Hello Purredy" I whispered, stroking the wheel lovingly. It purred back, I loved it so much.

"Bye Darling!" They called back in unison, as I revved out of the garage. My parents deserved to lay in, they worked hard to get a stable house for me and them to live in. People always say I looked like my mom, but when I looked up at the mirror I saw my dads cloudy,almost grey, blue eyes, sparkling with anticipation, but underneath was fear and anxiety.

Thomas was a well sculpted guy, and he may have never laid an abusive finger on me, I was still anticipating his reaction. Would he slap me? Shake me 'till my head rolled off my body? Shout at me untill I cry and cower in a corner? I've never seen him do any of these to a girl yet, but he has had a short temper lately, and been in a lot of fights these six weeks holidays, and always wanted to know where I was and who with until this point where O couldn't take it anymore. But would he hurt me?

And what would everyone else do? We are the IT couple, and if we break up what would people do? I've also always been popular at school, not just because of my parents, but because ever since I started there, I'd been nice to the right crowd, and always been a netball player and am the head cheerleader, simply because they are girls only sports, except cheerleading. I loved being in things that took skill to get into, and things boys dont really get into either.

I'd dated nearly every boy there too. Except the nerds, and the people who get scholarships. I guess I was born to be a reserved person. Or so I thought.

By the time I got at Lawnswood Prep, it was 7:50. I made sure noone looked when I gave my Purredy a peck on the wheel, before locking it and rushing to my locker, making sure not to be distracted by any of my friends, and rushed to English, with the worst teacher ever.

I pushed through the door and everyone looked at me, eyes widening with excitement slightly from their previously bored state.

'Great' I thought sarcasticly, ' Everyone watch the IT girl get told by Mr Green, and Judging by his nose, anyone could tell why his surname was Green.

"Alexa, your late. Get to your seat now, before you get a detention." he sneered, looking at me with an evil glint in his eyes. Cross Mr Green and you will never hear the end of it. He'd keep breathing down your neck so much, you'd have to constantly fight the urge to punch him square in the face.

"Sorry sir," I replied as I looked to which seats were available. Two seats empty? Everyone I knew should be here was, Alicia, Britney, Tom...

Was a nerd coming in this class too? No, I thought, even though it was an impossible possibility to think anyway. A nerd would have been here by now, they would be afraid of Mr Green and the thought of losing education, which is excactly why I don't talk to them, they freak too much about school. It must be a skiver or something, if they were wise they would miss the whole lesson, then go to the next. Because no one would dare be this late, especially with Mr Green, the emporer of mean. Well at least he had a strong point, annoying everyone to death of insanity...