Luna's Journal Entry:
October 30 2018
High school. Why do I even bother. When I think everything is going to go alright, it all goes bad; and that's what it feels like to be in high school... you try so hard but always are unsuccessful, my parents are up my ass about everything and let's not even start with the girls at school. Jessica...the basic white bitch that thinks she controls the school, I mean she's not wrong-Everyone is just afraid of her, so they never step up and when i stepped in to school that all changed.
Chicago High school, home of the Mustangs...
I walked in my first day of Senior Year, brand new school, brand new me... as I walked the halls I realized that it was a normal high school, groups of freshman, group of the "popular kids" and then the rest of the students-I belonged to the "rest". It wasn't your normal 'mean girls' high school. Most people stuck to their own business and had their own group of friends, but of course there's always that one girl that thinks she's everything... Jessica Parker. She was something alright. I had first period history with her and of course got sat next to her.
"Hey!" She squeals, " like O-M-G, your shoes are so cute!"
I could tell if she was being sarcastic or not
"Thanks...I guess" I said in a monotonous tone.
"Yes of course! Well my names Jessica! Jessica Parker. I'm guessing you are new?" Her tone shifts.
"Yeah, I am and I'm Luna. Luna Angeles." I said smiling.
"That's a pretty name! Hey I know we just met and all but uh want to come to my halloween party tomorrow it's going to be a blast!" She squeals again.
Mr. Anderson, our history teacher, interrupts,
"settle down class... We have a new student, would you like to introduce yourself. Name, age, where you are from and what you like to do"
he smiles at me.
" Hi, uh, my name is Luna Angeles, I'm 17 years of age and I'm from Chicago, Illinois, but when I was 5 I moved to California and then my parents split recently and so I moved back here. And I like to draw"
I sit back down nervously.
During my whole life story, one person caught my eye. He kept eye contact the whole time. He was so pretty: blue eyes, blonde hair, and a great smile. And guess who noticed I was staring at him. Jessica Parker.
" Luna!" She whispers get loudly.
"Yeah" I whisper back.
"So...the Halloween party? He's going to be there too!" She smiles cheekily.
"What who?!?" I blush.
"Oh come on you know. Niall Horan. The hunk that you were staring at" She giggles.
"I wasn't staring at anyone. And yeah sure I will go" I said.
I normally don't go to party's, but if he was going to be there...then why not.
" oh...ok sure and make sure to wear a costume!" she laughs
They day goes by as normal, six long boring continuous classes: me waiting for the clock to strike 2:45. Did I mention boring! When I got home it was just me, my sister and my dog. Dad was at work.
"Yo Jackie!" I yelled.
Jackie was my little sister she was about 8 years of age.
" yes sissy!" She yells.
" I'm going to a Halloween party tonight. Can you sleepover at a friends?" I ask politely.
" yeah sure" she says, and continues to play with her barbies.
Me and Jackie were pretty close ever since the divorce. It was hard on both of us seeing our own mother leave us.
The clock strikes 7 and it's time for Jessica's party. I frantically search for and old costume to wear. I find a spider-man onesie.
I get to her house and the whole school was basically here. I don't see Niall here yet. But I search for Jessica because she's the only person I know.
"ahhhh you made it spider-girl!" I jump out of my pants when Jessica squeals behind me.
"Hey Jessica!" I squeal- putting on an act for her.
"I'm found to go dance. But there's beer in the kitchen and go talk to some boys!" She dances away.
I'm not that girl. I don't drink or smoke or do anything of that sort. If my father caught me doing that I would be out on the streets. I drank water the whole time. Finally. I spot Niall. He's walking towards where everyone is... I follow dancing. This guy pops out of know where and starts dancing all over me.
" Yo dick get out of the way" I shove him.
" Oh don't pretend like you don't like this" he grins, " here take a drink and let's go into this room" he shoved me into the room behind us.
"Hey get off me!" I shout.
He forces me to drink the beer that was in his hand and I slowly loose consciousness and hit my head on the wall. As I fall I see a shady figure take the stranger off me. That's all I remember....
