Behind The Glasses

Prologue

Riley Worthington //up//
Hello guys, thank you for checking this out. And this is a long prologue. Actually I don't know if this is called a prologue so I hope you be a good person to tell me what do you think, this is. So this is sort of the reason the story begun so I hope you like it and don't forget to comment and vote. Thank you!

• Riley's POV •
(2 years ago)
"Riley, oh my, oh my, oh my! What should I do, what should I do, what should I do! " my best friend said whilst pacing. It's been like a good ten minutes hearing that sentence so I decided to stop it.

"hey, hey, hey. What's wrong? " I said holding her so she could stop her mini freak session. I look at her eyes and saw them tearing up.

"Riley, this is my 16th birthday and I can't- I mean- I really don't want to mess my sweet sixteen. I know, you know how much this party means to me right? " I nodded. "And can you do me a favor?"

"sure, anything to my dear best friend. What is it by the way? "

"Well-" Harley gave Riley a sheepish smile. "The singer for the party back out because of some family issues and Iknowyoucansing,soIwishyoucansingonmyparty"

"what? Can you slow down? "

"Fine. Riley, can you sing for my birthday? First me? Please? "

I froze. When Harley saw my face, she frown but continue her rant. "Riley, please. I know you can sing. And your voice is like angels singing-well actually, I didn't heard a angel sings but that's not the point. The point is, I need a singer, I really need one, and you're a wonderful one. So pretty please, Riley. This party is the most special to the rest birthday parties I made. This party is the first party James going to come. And I want to do the best to get his attention. And I only had 3 hours left. So please as your best friend, can you sing for me" she said looking at me with hope. I'm still not sure. Sure I'm one of the popular in school but that doesn't mean singing in front of everyone is not making me nervous.

"OK, I'll give you a puppy " that made my head snap to her. Oh my, she knows what my weak spot is. Puppies.

"But, Ash, is allergic to puppies and mom and dad don't want to have pets at our house" I said as a matter of fact. I remember taking a dog home and after a minute, a traumatize events came, the dog bite dad's favorite pants (aww, poor pants) well I know what you're thinking, traumatize? , well yeah, the dog bite the pants whilst daddy is wearing it, and oh boy my poor eyes. And that's not the only thing they hate about dogs except being messy, Ashton, my twin brother, is allergic to those.

So that's the story, but eventhough they hate him (the dog) I still love to have one.

"well, yeah. Hmmm, OK here's the plan. You will sing for my birthday later and I'll buy you a puppy but we will keep it a secret. And let's talk about the puppy business later after my party. We will talk about what will you sing first  " she said. The truth is, I can by a million dogs if I want to BUT my parents won't sign or give me a money to buy it, that's the sad point.

"OK, fine!"

***/2 and a half hours later/***

"so that's what you'll going to do. Understand? " Harley said pointing to the center where she'll do her special number. Whilst I'm at the left, there's a small circle stage on the big stage underneath, weird but yeah that's where I'll sing.

I heard my phone ring so I take it out of my purse and saw it's Ashton.

"hey, Ashton"

"hey, baby girl, what's up. Is there a guy there? "

I rolled my eyes. Brother's Protectiveness. "No there's none" I said with a hint of annoyance. "and stop calling me 'baby girl' "

"good. And why would I stop calling you that, baby girl? And also I'm going to be the one driving you home. I don't trust Lance (my driver) so bye. I have business to do so bye! "

"oh, the Ashton Daniel Worthington, has a business? "

"Yup and now she's her. Hi, babe, wanna join me tonight? I feel lonely."

Yup, guys, you're absolutely right. He's a typical jackass. Oh sorry, I mean, typical bad boy, or typical player. Or whatever he is. He has a girl of the month. Wonder who's this. Nah, who cares.

"hi buttercup, I so want to join you! " a girl said whilst squealing.

I put my phone out of my ears because of her voice. Wow, she's like the others.

"OK, good luck brother"

"what does she mean by tha-"

I hung up before my eardrums explode. Hoosh, that's close.

"Riley, are you ready the party is going to start by 15 minutes " Harley said.

"yeah" a little nervous.

"OK, good. Riley thank you so much. I owe you a big one, thank you"

I chuckle. "what are friends for?"

"but still, thanks"

"OK, I'm going to change"

***/start of the party/***

I'm so freaking nervous. I can't. I can't do this.

I ran a hand through my curled blonde hair and sigh. I look at the mirror in front of me to see a girl. A stunning one. Blonde hair, blue eyes and tanned skin. And I can't believe it's me. Some people on school called me a perfect princess. They thought I don't have problems but they don't know nothing about me. They just know me because of stupid rumors spreading. No one knew me. No one knew my darkest secrets.

Someone knock making me jump. "Riley it's not time to back out, you know" Harley said from the other side of the door.

"I know"

"so, come on, the party is google to start"

"ok, fine"

And I walk out of the bathroom with a big smile plastered in my face. It's showtime.

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